Black hole in the city
Every cloud had a zipper lining
With no hope of a reprieve
For a colony in decline
Can I get a wit
Can I get a witness?
We flew on up to the country
Thru the fields and the storm and the sticky
Our heartbeats slow, a sort of fever
Took the best of our breed
We so raw we radical
Mark us up on your timeline
That's it cuz
There goes the other side
There goes another
Hive
Chemicals were holy
Heaven knows what they cookin up downtown
Arctic thaw boiled honey water
Neonicotinoids were found
Can I get a wit
Can I get a witness?
To a crime if it's already gone down
Plastic novas speed the reaper
Yeah we watch as he comes round
We so raw we radical
The market's up and the time is good for
Takers, thugs, and criminals
Hang em up on a line
Like in days gone by, yeah
There goes the other side
There goes another high
There goes another
Hive
We so raw we radical
Wake us up when your time is over
Fear no queen forget no pawn
We catchin up from behind
There goes the other side
There goes another high
There goes another
Hive