Songtexte Habitual Creation - Vyryr

Trick of the wind, the air is tryna tell ya something
Pick up again, ringing the line of a dried up fried up carrying malaria don't wanna catch it from you often parasitic enemies of simulated tendencies will automatically override

Ride on to the horizon line
Extending pretending to only imagine
The future of yearly habitual creation
That we supplement with static

Trick of the wind, the air is tryna tell ya something
Pick up again, ringing the line of a dried up fried up carrying malaria don't wanna catch it from you often parasitic enemies of simulated tendencies will automatically override

Ride on to the horizon line
Extending pretending to only imagine
The future of yearly habitual creation
That we supplement with static