Perfect Holiday - Big Data, Twin Shadow

They called it modern love

I call it giving up

We’re running out of space

The cracks are in the screen

The data’s never clean

I think we’ll be replaced

This is my perfect holiday

I don’t need my knees to pray

I’m checking out, going back

That’s my holiday

And on my perfect holiday

I won’t need my hands to say

I’m breaking out, I don’t care

That’s my holiday

If you could break the chain

And pull us back again

From the nightmares that we faced

That norm will take the rain

That lead us through the pain

And your are being erased

This is my perfect holiday

I don’t need my knees to pray

I’m checking out, going back

That’s my holiday

And on my perfect holiday

I won’t need my hands to say

I’m breaking out, I don’t care

That’s my holiday

They are all the same

But we can break the chain

The pleasure’s in the pain

If I come back again

You’ll know just who I am

The kid who got away

This is my perfect holiday

I don’t need my knees to pray

I’m checking out, going back

That’s my holiday

And on my perfect holiday

I won’t need my hands to say

I’m breaking out, I don’t care

That’s my holiday