Tekster: Something For Kate. Anarchitect.

wait for the morning's first interruption
wait for an exchange
wait for the overall feeling
but the overall feeling in here is arranged
gentlemen (x2)
there's no space outward
the only way is upward
these primitive rituals i put myself through
these things will never change
get in the car
get to the point
get to the finish line
who needs friends when you can win?
gentlemen (x2)
there's no space outward
the only way is upward
towards the heavens
towards the sky

towards the stars
area, volume, contents reach
all of these things will only deceive
forging forward tunnel back, to back
gentlemen (x2)
please listen
please
there's no space outward
the only way is upward
towards the heavens
towards the sky
towards the stars