By Design Songtext
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By Design Songtext
Pass away to see the light
Sleep to bring you back to life
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
Dreaming of me digital
Feeding on the physical
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
Building up to genocide
To keep the powers centralised
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
Keep the people paralysed
Classified and pacified
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Separated in the womb
And I recall the operating room
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
Fibre optic sensory
Staving off reality
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Blood-red skies above my head fall and I become one
With a negative state of conscious and physical harm
Abstract figures in my head formed and took bets on my death
In favour of the dead the factory closed, it was the end
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Sleep to bring you back to life
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
Dreaming of me digital
Feeding on the physical
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
Building up to genocide
To keep the powers centralised
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
Keep the people paralysed
Classified and pacified
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Separated in the womb
And I recall the operating room
Redefined by design
I'll be fine
Fibre optic sensory
Staving off reality
Redefined by design
I′ll be fine
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Blood-red skies above my head fall and I become one
With a negative state of conscious and physical harm
Abstract figures in my head formed and took bets on my death
In favour of the dead the factory closed, it was the end
In a dream I see colours swell
A new name, a golden ratio
A new nature formed in factories
And barbiturates to put you back to sleep
Writer(s): Jamie Hall, James Wheelwright, James Allix Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

