Autosky Lyrics - Singles - Wall Of Ears

underneath our streets are more streets 

i saw you flying 

they think im built of numbers 

they think youre built of numbers 

one hundred years down and times 

made dust of bones 

you could say that you will be ready 

with a feeding tube strung through 

your gas mask 

all your words used to have meaning 

but they lost their cores 

float unmoored 

should you get bored 

turn to the screen with a steady pour 

poor poor masses 

little more slumber 

little folding of the hands to rest 

fold your hands to rest