Babylon
Puro instinct
Looks like your best look is hopeless at best
They'll send you back with a slug in your chest
Vignettes of violence back-lit by silence
The price of a soul only grows with desire
They'll send you back with a slug in your chest
Vignettes of violence back-lit by silence
The price of a soul only grows with desire
Babylon
Babylon
Babylon
High-beams on low-lives and all their maneuvers
Glimpse into the minds of millions of viewers
Feeding off dim stars and chasing fast cars
in search of a reason for breathing or feeling
Babylon
Babylon
Babylon
Maybe he'll take you in a new direction
Maybe he'll save you from your good intentions
Maybe he'll spare you from your introspection
Maybe he'll free you from your dull reflection
Babylon
Babylon
Babylon
They get you
They get you
They get you
They get you high
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