Communication - Leon of Athens, Katerine Duska, Portugal. The Man

I wanna run, don’t wanna race

Going haywire, feelings on fire

Words on decay

This city’s dark, and this machine

It illuminates on me

She never called me

If there’s no real conversation

One-way communication

Swipe up for medication

If there’s no real conversation

No miscommunication

Just constant information

What do we say?

(When we don’t talk anymore)

What do we say?

(When we don’t talk anymore)

What do we say?

When we’ve nothing to say

Nothing lost, nothing gained

(When we don’t talk anymore)

What do we say?

What do we say?

Ununited in this state

Double one-sided, bubbles divided

Never the same

A nation dark in this machine

It illuminates on me

Like a devil beside me