Analog Degradation - The Echo Friendly

This is not some cheap inner darkness

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This is my heart, broken on tape

With reverb and delay

This is an analog degradation

Of our love

Its the fifth generation

Dub of a dub

And I can’t hear the music this way

You’re talking too fast for me

Oh girl, I’ve been talking fast

As long as I can remember

So tell me, tell me

Riding up in my elevator, wondering

What do you want from me?

In a taxi ride home saying

«darling, maybe later»

What do you want from me?

Oh, do you wish that I was weak

And a little bit sadder

Do you wish that we could kiss

And it just wouldn’t matter

Cause you’re never going to get

Any of that from me

Believe me

This is not some grand ultimatum

That’s demanding your reply

Cause honey I can make decisions faster than a record that’s spinning at 45

I dreamed of you

With strippers & snakes

And cut lines of cocaine

On a wheel that breaks

As you walk out of your room naked after sleeping with that other guy

This is not some cheap inner darkness

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