Chrome rain slick on the asphalt sky
Grid lines burning in the back of my eye
This city’s a graveyard of hollowed-out fucking souls
But you’re the one current that makes me feel whole
Wire up my synapses, code in my veins
You are the fucking fix that erases the pain
We’re drowning in noise, in the static and glare
But the world disappears when you’re standing right there.
And I love you like a fucking virus in the hard drive, tearing through the system
A beautiful infection, and I don't want to resist him
Hold me in the shadow of the megastructure's spine
In a world made of plastic, your skin is divine
They can crash the whole fucking grid, they can burn down the street
But you’re the only pulse that my binary beats.
They sell cheap illusions on every street corner
Synthetic emotion to make the night warmer
But what I feel for you isn't programmed or bought
It’s a dangerous, reckless, unfiltered thought
Your hands on my neck, cold metal and heat
Strip down the armor, feel the sweat and the beat
Hard wired and heavy, we fuck in the dark
Leaving deep bruises, igniting a spark
Of the sub-bass that rumbles beneath the floorboards
A god in the ruins that I have adored.
And I love you like a virus in the hard drive, tearing through the system
A beautiful infection, and I don't want to resist him
Hold me in the shadow of the megastructure's spine
In a world made of plastic, your skin is divine
They can crash the whole fucking grid, they can burn down the street
But you’re the only pulse that my binary beats.
They monitor the thoughts, they trace every fucking line
But they can’t decrypt what is yours and is mine
Let the sirens scream, let the searchlights go blind
You're the only truth that I wanted to find
We’re digital ghosts in a meat-grinder town
But I’ll burn with you before I let them drag us down.
And I love you like a fucking virus in the hard drive, tearing through the system
A beautiful infection, and I don't want to resist him
Hold me in the shadow of the megastructure's spine
In a world made of plastic, your skin is divine
They can crash the whole fucking grid, they can burn down the street
But you’re the only pulse that my binary beats.
Just a pulse...
In the dark.
Keep the signal alive.
Don't let them rewrite us.
Static fucks up.
Fades to black.