[intro] [spare ambient guitar] [Verse] Vibrations clash akimbo on the spray-painted ground Atmosphere bends oddly, with the signal sound The space lays crooked like a glass pressed flat Some could be balanced, but it’s all out of whack [Chorus, layered harmonies] Moving lopsided past the tilting air A complicated rhythm comes from everywhere Lines scribbled curvy when the math's askew I perceive it sharp, but it’s all jagged too Lopsided (Lopsided) Lopsided (Lopsided) [Verse 2] Angles splitting into curves that almost scream Shadows float among us, like some like a transmission beam Non-Euclidian, like Lovecraft said Geometry mocking rational sense instead [Bridge][synth string build] Akimbo mind skitters like a fractured glass Reflections get smeared as you start to pass All straight lines now forbidden in this paradigm Magnetic compass spins away from the rational mind [break guitar echo] [Chorus, layered harmonies] Moving lopsided past the tilting air A complicated rhythm comes from everywhere Lines scribbled curvy when the math's askew I perceive it sharp, but it’s all jagged too Lopsided (Lopsided) Lopsided (Lopsided) [Outro] Out of alignment like a wobbling top Tell me why that strange momentum just won't stop Askew and restless on a distant shore Lopsided slants forever, and ever more Lopsided (Lopsided) Lopsided (Lopsided) Lopsided (Lopsided) [finale][end]
