Cell Song (囚禁之歌) - Fanfarlo

We've got maps behind our eyes

Lookin out at ourselves

Things that grow

Out of the ground

Must one need

Believe the rich

Each little cog

Sticks to the next

How can it be

That theyre alive

This clever twist

This pyramid scheme

Has got you in

A double life

Out of nothin makin somethin like a cell

Makin patterns like the galaxy of cells

This insurrection the consequences gone

I'm glad you made it

Got to make some kind of soul

We have a conjecture we've got each other's backs

We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart

Until the world gets tired of lookin at itself

We have a place

A fighting chance

While the chemicals

Keep up their dance

While the roots

Are diggin deep

Tryin to suck

The whole place dry

Out of nothin makin somethin like a cell

Makin patterns like a galaxy of cells

This insurrection the consuequences gone

I'm glad you made it

Got to make some kind of soul

We have a conjecture we have each other's backs

We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart

We have a conjecture we have each other's backs

We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart

We have a conjecture we have each other's backs

We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart

We have a conjecture we have each other's backs

We made a promise but one day we'll f