Letra de Analogue Logic

We are the locust;
Annihilate your redemption
We are clever, clever lines
But the science is in the time
Of the delivery
Spaced in sporadic time
If you jump in
I will jump in too
Who will save your soul?
If you strike the match
Then I'll let it shower over you
Drink down the chemicals

I am the future
Am the scene
I am the logic
I am the dream
Flying on borrowed wings
Build it up
Just sit back and relax
Burn away
Flying on borrowed wings

(We are just shadows
Take advantage of this ego trip
Let's dream to make our movies
Lets make our movies of our dreams
Starring in our own little scripts
Just take advantage of this ego trip
Who would play your role

An intelligent unknown?
Or an up and comer?
Or a blockbust hero?)

I am the fever
Just expired on the inside
And I am itching for the trigger
Or I am waiting to detonate all over you
Please, please, you decide
Time is the dark spot on all of our lungs
Salvation, or defecation?
I am your church, your science, your imaginary savior
All hail the game of chance!

I am the future
Am the scene
I am the logic
I am the dream
Flying on borrowed wings
Build it up
Just sit back and relax
Burn away
Flying on borrowed wings

This is the worst trip
This is the worst trip
This is emergency
So go, go, go, go
Back and get it. [x6]