Ones And Zeros - Thirteen Senses

I know your body’s like a cloud

Floating around the softer side of things you know

I know you like to let it out

For me it’s just a kind of pressure coming out

Oh no how did it come to this

Making your way back home

Thinking oh no what is it about this

Trying to break the cold

I bet there’s something in the air

A tiny drug to keep our bodies unaware

This little fractures wearing out

For me it’s nothing but the numbers adding up

Oh no how did it come to this

Making your way back home

Thinking oh no what is it about this

Trying to break the cold