Eclipse from Plastic Scenes by Thanks, Honestly

Stuck into place
Wired so you embrace it
Don’t make a scene
It’s not your play

Little pill for the push
So, you don’t fall off
When the shit hit’s the fan
Just hide under your bed

They buried your will
Down, underground
They buried there will
But they will not with ours

These ships have sailed
But will never reach the land
We’re here dancing
Like a bunch of idiots

On top of the roof
While our city’s been flooded
We are freaking out
But we are staying loud

They buried your will
Down, underground
They buried there will
But they will not with ours

This is unprecedented
No, we won’t take place in this masquerade

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