Census - Autolux

It’s everything you thought they’d like

Just a wake of strangled stars and stripes

You’re a paper head on a backbone of fire

Always asleep, but never tired

Such a social heart

You can wrap it up

Takes too much to hide

In your afterlife

We watched the crashing sky 'til 3

On the radio, they found your keys

So super dazed by what you carry

And free as trees, bright and buried

But you can’t think straight

You can’t think straight

Such a social heart

You can wrap it up

Takes too much to hide

Until the afterlife