Anarchitect

Lyrics

Wait for the morning's first interruption Wait for an exchange Wait for the overall feeling But the overall feeling in here is arranged Gentlemen... Gentlemen... There's no space outward The only way is upward These primitive rituals I put myself through These things will never change Get in the car, get to the point Get to the finish line Who needs friends when you can win? Gentlemen... Gentlemen... There's no space outward The only way is upward Towards the heavens Towards the sky Towards the stars Area, volume, contents reach All of these things will only deceive Forging forward, tunnel back-to-back Gentlemen... Gentlemen... Please listen Please... There's no space outward The only way is upward Towards the heavens Towards the sky Towards the stars