This place is a cage,
And I don't think we're getting out soon,
But I find in the darkest of spaces,
My mind creates the funniest faces.
So now that Mary's in her best coat,
A candlemaker with a spark,
Lightbulbs are the sin of her victim,
Light folds when your thinking is this thin.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America,
One blink of the eye this is not my North America.
She's running down the halls,
She's rowing with the Styx,
The bigger the bitch,
The better the kick.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America.
It's a permanent phase,
Heard you've been looking for the hotspot,
My mind needs a little conviction,
Waking up is a laughable fiction.
It's a chorus of waves,
Between the dream and all you've dreamt up,
Twenty-two working a way through my laptop,
Drive through! Deals on infinite space!
Mary here is my twin sister,
She's got a little twitch,
Nothing said is ever too sinister,
It's just the scratch of an itch,
Unreturned phone calls get to her,
To the point they should pay,
For the whole she keeps on falling in,
Yeah people talk but she's forgotten how to live.
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This place is a cage,
And I don't think we're getting out soon,
But I find in the darkest of spaces,
My mind creates the funniest faces.
So now that Mary's in her best coat,
A candlemaker with a spark,
Lightbulbs are the sin of her victim,
Light folds when your thinking is this thin.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America,
One blink of the eye this is not my North America.
She's running down the halls,
She's rowing with the Styx,
The bigger the bitch,
The better the kick.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America.
It's a permanent phase,
Heard you've been looking for the hotspot,
My mind needs a little conviction,
Waking up is a laughable fiction.
It's a chorus of waves,
Between the dream and all you've dreamt up,
Twenty-two working a way through my laptop,
Drive through! Deals on infinite space!
Mary here is my twin sister,
She's got a little twitch,
Nothing said is ever too sinister,
It's just the scratch of an itch,
Unreturned phone calls get to her,
To the point they should pay,
For the whole she keeps on falling in,
Yeah people talk but she's forgotten how to live.
And I don't think we're getting out soon,
But I find in the darkest of spaces,
My mind creates the funniest faces.
So now that Mary's in her best coat,
A candlemaker with a spark,
Lightbulbs are the sin of her victim,
Light folds when your thinking is this thin.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America,
One blink of the eye this is not my North America.
She's running down the halls,
She's rowing with the Styx,
The bigger the bitch,
The better the kick.
Mary soon might find this is not my North America.
It's a permanent phase,
Heard you've been looking for the hotspot,
My mind needs a little conviction,
Waking up is a laughable fiction.
It's a chorus of waves,
Between the dream and all you've dreamt up,
Twenty-two working a way through my laptop,
Drive through! Deals on infinite space!
Mary here is my twin sister,
She's got a little twitch,
Nothing said is ever too sinister,
It's just the scratch of an itch,
Unreturned phone calls get to her,
To the point they should pay,
For the whole she keeps on falling in,
Yeah people talk but she's forgotten how to live.
Writer: Jacob Wheldon, Pedro Caetano Leite
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music