Guys if you can read me: You deserve the whole world. There isn't words to describe how much talent you have. Please never give up and keep make this great albums. Thank you so much Clock Opera
Lyrics: Try to play a long game That you can't lose Just another good day To bury bad news Play another cheap trick You think I can't see through Just another good day To bury bad news You tell me what I want to hear Tell me where I want to go Oh, I don't know how you got me But you know I'm dancing to the algorithm Playing by the book 'til we all look the same All trying to be the one who isn't I want to be a thorn Awake and reborn But you can't help Dancing to the algorithm Turning on my heel 'til we all feel the same All trying to be the one who isn't What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? I think I'm gonna backtrack As quickly as I choose mood And make another good day To bury bad news Is it a honey trap or a six point swing Camera hack for a blackmail sting I don't know how you got me But you win I'm dancing to the algorithm Playing by the book 'til we all look the same All trying to be the one who isn't I want to be a thorn Awake and reborn But you can't help Dancing to the algorithm Turning on my heel 'til we all feel the same All trying to be the one who isn't What are you gonna do? What are you gonna do? Who made you the judge and jury? Are we too far to undo? When none of it has to be true I never knew you felt such fury We're all of a time and no place We're all of a name and no face Who made you the judge and jury?
Guys if you can read me: You deserve the whole world. There isn't words to describe how much talent you have. Please never give up and keep make this great albums. Thank you so much Clock Opera
Lyrics:
Try to play a long game
That you can't lose
Just another good day
To bury bad news
Play another cheap trick
You think I can't see through
Just another good day
To bury bad news
You tell me what I want to hear
Tell me where I want to go
Oh, I don't know how you got me
But you know
I'm dancing to the algorithm
Playing by the book
'til we all look the same
All trying to be the one who isn't
I want to be a thorn
Awake and reborn
But you can't help
Dancing to the algorithm
Turning on my heel
'til we all feel the same
All trying to be the one who isn't
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
I think I'm gonna backtrack
As quickly as I choose mood
And make another good day
To bury bad news
Is it a honey trap or a six point swing
Camera hack for a blackmail sting
I don't know how you got me
But you win
I'm dancing to the algorithm
Playing by the book
'til we all look the same
All trying to be the one who isn't
I want to be a thorn
Awake and reborn
But you can't help
Dancing to the algorithm
Turning on my heel
'til we all feel the same
All trying to be the one who isn't
What are you gonna do?
What are you gonna do?
Who made you the judge and jury?
Are we too far to undo?
When none of it has to be true
I never knew you felt such fury
We're all of a time and no place
We're all of a name and no face
Who made you the judge and jury?