Karaoké Hexagons Muse

I'm a marionette with severed strings

Gorge on my soul while I'm weak and dying

Haunted by futures

I can't avoid

A shape immersed through the fog of war

Synthetic and divine

And we touched the veil and it broke our spines

Our resistance is mass-produced

And she will ghostwrite my obsessions

Reach out

Touch me and draw me from the sixth dimension

You have been forcing my hand

Love revealed our failed rebellion

Our resistance is mass-produced

And she will ghostwrite my obsessions

Reach out

Touch me and draw me from the sixth dimension

You have been forcing my hand