Transistor Down

Somebody unchain this menace,

Release the current that pours inside

We keep the fear in this silence

Transistor down

The breakdown of sound

The separation

The frequency is killing me

Feels so motionless

With every move we feel the movements

With only clock hands confusing time

Now has the cycle here been broken

Transistor down…

Burn… Burn.

The breakdown of sound

The separation

The frequency is killing me

Feels so motionless

All, you little suckers, with your face down on the ground

Waist high up in dirt

All, you little suckers, with your face down on the mud

Waist high up

Yeah…

The frequency is killing me

Can’t you see their eyes roll back?

Face down, flat line…