Lyrics ULTRAPOP - The Armed

Honest wit
Immoral graces
Suck you in
Pull you deeper

Holographic masses
Artificial tensions

How is this
A normal day?
Takes so much
She takes it all
A crooked lens
Distorted visions
A vat of piss
Artistic Brilliance

Holographic masses
Artificial tensions
There are no more prophets
There are no more diamonds

I'll go away
I'll go away
I'll go away
I'll go away