Andrew Bird
Not A Robot, But A Ghost
I run the numbers through the floorHere's how it goesI crack the codes I crack the codesThat end the warThe HourI pushed a note under your doorHere's how it goesThings come to blowsBut we don't want this anymoreNo, we don't want this anymoreI crack the codes you end the warI hear the clockwork in your coreTime strips the gears till youForget what they were forI push the numbers through your poresI crack the codes I crack the codesTo end the warHow's my livingYou can callEncrypted numbersOn bathroom stallsThere's something burningIt casts a pallIt's melting numbers rightOff the walls
From Letras Mania