Digital Solace - The Depreciation Guild

live, love, fall apart

fill the gaps with things we want

drink, run, waste away

the plastic sea accumulates

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

trapped behind the glass

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

digital solace

wolf eye glows at night

bathes me in the pale blue light

and lacerates with saw tooth noise

console;

console;

a soothing voice

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

trapped behind the glass

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

digital Solace

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

trapped behind the glass

and no one knows, where hours go

(out ins and outs of speaker holes)

digital solace