It makes no sense at all,
To risk the things we used to,
Always fretting not forgetting,
The sort of life that we once knew,
We text we type we drive
We text we type we drive
And we love behind the glass
And we love behind the glass
We miss the travel screening,
And skip the work commute,
We see the signs and wonders,
And still it don't compute,
We're sleeping lighter than ever,
Under a heavy sky,
This junky gone to heaven,
And the angels wonder why,
We text we type we drive
We text we type we drive
And we love behind the glass
And we love behind the glass
We got a bad connection,
We know we can't relax,
And we love behind the glass
And we love behind the glass
We text we type we drive
We text we type we drive
And we love behind the glass
And we love behind the glass
@enzo Feb 2022
Yes. I love the build. It's very intense. A cautionary tale. So catchy.
@nancycunning Feb 2022
Love the way the frenetic pace conveys that addicitive pull to keep scrolling. I also like all the room to interpret the line "we love behind the glass. Nice collaboration.
@metalfoot Feb 2022
That chorus is really something special. Great stuff!
@petemurphy Feb 2022
Now there's a hook that's going to be bangin' around in my head for days. Badass!
@jonmeta Feb 2022
A infectiously grooving lament to social distance. I like the short punchy phrases describing alienation. The three octave vocals are amazing.