Luke - L'espece Humaine lyrics

everyone's standing in line

smell of it making me sick

a pshicical seismic ???

and the walls are like paper and ice

speak to me revolution boy

come out to me daughter of joy

I am the collector of things

and all of the things it brings

and tell me the lesson we ???

and lead me to the oxygen tank

and who will be the speaker of the day

and can I exchange my surprise

speak to me revolution boy

come out to me daughter of joy

I am the collector of things

and all of the things it brings