Wait up, we cannot keep this pace
No one is getting away
Wake up and put on your brand new face

Locked out the garden beyond these gates
Climb down the tower a ways
Look down on the kingdom we will replace

With shapes of our own design
With clothes of exotic textures
We’ll rewrite the entry sign, it’s
Population Zero
Zero

How do you do it
How do you trick them all
I kind of knew it
When I heard the last one fall

And hey, try to change it
Try to fake the magic sky
You arrange it
Try to stop and replace it
Try to erase it

Why all this talk of what could be
If you were me, if I should die
I’ll make my mark on you, yeah

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Words & music by Hofmann / Kiley