Hotknives Manual Override
They swallow their courage, they pluck up their pride. They walk hand in hand on the promenade. They've nothing to hide. It's beautiful here in the summer, where gold people lay. And the sound of the carnival drums from the sea to the park, today.
And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override. And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override.
She stepped on the seven, En route to her shop. Where colourful clothes are the biggest thing. And black leather crop.
And people come here in the summer, to check out their fear. And the sounds of the people who've conquered their terror and doubt, are near.
And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override. And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override.
They gather at sunset, they head for the sea. They stand hand in hand in a circle at, sin seaside city. It's beautiful here in the summer, where gold people lay. And the sound of the carnival drums from the sea to the park, today.
And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override. And it won't take much, to change something so deep inside. And it won't take much, to find manual override.
