I'll pass on this life I've taken.
I'll take on this life you've made.

Mute. Increase. Tell me how to be.

I'll pass on this life I've taken.
I'll take on this life you've made.

Cut. Let if bleed. So we can be infected with it's disease.

Such sweet feelings. Airwaves breathing.
It shows our ears away from finding it.

The only thing you seem to know is what you're told from radio.
Instructions, can you feel them grow? If you believe your work is done…laziness won again.

I'll piss on this life I've taken.
I'll take on this life you've made.

Fade in and out the picture. Shut it off. Turn off the power.