In a world of perfect lines
a pixelated design
We're searching for a signal
something real and undefined
Tired of the filters
the auto-corrected soul
Just wanna feel the static start to take control
You're my beautiful glitch
a current in the code
A sun-drenched melody on this dusty road
A perfectly imperfect
technicolor art
You're the syncopated rhythm of my analog heart
They build a flawless system
a clean and sterile space
But I love the random errors
the smile upon your face
You break through the transmission
a warm and welcome sound
The only true connection that I have ever found
You're my beautiful glitch
a current in the code
A sun-drenched melody on this dusty road
A perfectly imperfect
technicolor art
You're the syncopated rhythm of my analog heart
You're my beautiful glitch
a current in the code
A sun-drenched melody on this dusty road
A perfectly imperfect
technicolor art
You're the syncopated rhythm of my analog heart
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