Strange infatuation seems to grace the evening tide
Just shorted my heart and mind
Now the signals flow , spin me sideways
Over saturates the blood, intermixes my thoughts with signs
I think I'm gonna fall in love, can't let you go
I think my death is at stake, valid condition
I think the inputs match, the result in question
I think is uncertain.
I'm in race condition, love
The bulb is gonna light anyway
A guinea pig is gonna lose its soul
Got code to type, a cell to break,
Got a pixel to pop and a bread to bake.