Текст песни Lifeless Air - VIGO

You're some trouble that the gods sent
An 8-bit Project
An 86ed Concept
And I don't even know you yet
Silence, I think that's it's too violent
But there needs to be a balance
Between your voice and mine
You talk all the time
I talk all the time

It's a tragedy
The princess runs to the king but he's too full of vanity
It's just another casualty
It's just another battle scene
It's just another valiancy
A dour catastrophe
Cause we talk but there's no sound
I look to you
But you look around
It's not fair
Why is there so much lifeless air?

In the Living room
There's a little space where I can go to and speak to you
There's a little space where I can go and feel with you
Cause I feel it too
When I speak to you
When I speak to you
Damn
Cause in that window to that other side
You look at me like I'm slowly fading like I died inside
You look at me like I'm slowly fading all the light inside me now

It's a tragedy
The princess runs to the king but he's too full of vanity
It's just another casualty
It's just another battle scene
It;s just another valiancy
A dour catastrophe.
Cause we talk but there's no sound
I look to you
But you look around
It's not fair
Why is there so much lifeless air?

But I'm fucking tired
I'm fucking tired of your shitty little voice
That keeps me wired to the movement of the tires
(I can't sleep)
That screech against the concrete of the highway
There's a gun inside the glovebox where we used to keep the ashtray
(Please don't let me fall)
For the cold nights, we were deers in front of headlights
So we'd close our eyes
And feel the gravity of the impact
And let our voices conversate
You feel it too, Just let it sit, we can cry cry cry, once we get a rhythm in
(I can't let you go)
There's nothing I can do now
I'm sitting here now
Where do I go go go?
Feel like I reached the frontier and my conscience don't know know
(I don't know)
That the objects in the mirror are closer than they appear
And that their ain't another gear
To run away with
Like a locksmith
In a cage match
With the devil
On his shoulders
Like the soldier that run away from
All the chaos, from the chess match
Where the bishop with the pistol
Killed a man behind the crystal
In the name of the Christians
Oh god is that you?

It's a tragedy
The princess runs to the king but he's too full of vanity
It's just another casualty
It's just another battle scene
It's just another valiancy
A dour catastrophe
We talk but there's no sound
I look to you
But you look around
It's not fair
Why is there so much lifeless air?