Modern Creation Songtext

The Whigs

von Modern Creation

Modern Creation Songtext
It's a modern creation
A natural mutation
Just an ancient adaptation to the voices above

I start to slip readjust my grip
And find the phone ringing in my eyes
I pick it up realize I'm stuck
And now I got no place I can hide

It's just a modern creation
A radical mutation
Just an ancient adaptation to the voices above

To the voices above
To the voices above

I don't know why I ever try
When I got nowhere to go
I'd save myself some piece of mind
But there ain't nothing to know

It's just a modern creation
A natural mutation
Just an adaptation to the voices above

To the voices above
To the voices above
To the voices above
To the voices above
I don't know why I ever try
When I got nowhere to go
I'd save myself some piece of mind
But there ain't nothing to know
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