[Verse 1: Tech Honors]
I’m spacing out
I’m blown apart
The fog of war
Has cleared the house
And all the little seeds come pouring out
[Verse 2: Tech Honors]
I’m holding a lantern
To light up the walls inside my mind
And solving the riddles
Rotting upon the gilded vines
Committee of vultures
Perched on a tower of polygons
They tell me the future
Apologies to the carrion
[Chorus: Tech Honors]
So when you ask
If there’s something wrong
You know the words
You know the songs
There’s no tomorrow
There’s no appeal
What can I say?
How can I feel?
I’m spacing out
I’m blown apart
The fog of war
Has cleared the house
And all the little seeds come pouring out
[Verse 2: Tech Honors]
I’m holding a lantern
To light up the walls inside my mind
And solving the riddles
Rotting upon the gilded vines
Committee of vultures
Perched on a tower of polygons
They tell me the future
Apologies to the carrion
[Chorus: Tech Honors]
So when you ask
If there’s something wrong
You know the words
You know the songs
There’s no tomorrow
There’s no appeal
What can I say?
How can I feel?
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