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The creature's heartbeat keeps time whether we're listening or not.

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[Verse 1] Beneath the television glow and medication haze Beneath the wars we fund and consume in endless waves Beneath the quantum physics and the networks that we scroll There's a task we were made for, burning deep inside the soul We were put here for a reason but we buried it in noise Traded purpose for possessions, traded silence for the toys There's an urge that keeps on pushing, says rebel against it all An urge to dance the heartbeat of the creature at the call [Pre-Chorus] Welcome to Earth, here's your complimentary soul A weak and fragile body but you're more than flesh and bone You are not your vessel—you're the things you choose to do Now enjoy your stay on planet Earth, the rest is up to you [Chorus] Cellphone, cellphone, cellphone in the hand When will babies come pre-wired, born into the brand? Verizon, great god of signal, decimator of the tongue Grant my wish that every human serves you from the young A single consuming mind, a slavery so sweet Dancing to a frequency that never skips a beat [Verse 2] It's hot outside, my house is cold, I'm standing in the door Rotating like a satellite, not sure what I'm here for I'll never be rich when I grow old, I like the color red I charted out a flow-rate of the bleeding in my head My hair was dry so I burned a poem, wore the ashes like perfume Smelled like art and came back home, my scalp cracked like the moon Retention through revirginization, the olives start to cry Had a friend who became ill, watched the abscess multiply [Bridge - Spoken/Sung] Diabetes too—life's hard on us, eh? Open your mouth, I'm almost through All the saliva I could collect Wouldn't have kept his final breath Yet my virus and bacterial culture Was in tune with myself via its death The music of my parents is just fine Thank you, Time [Chorus] Cellphone, cellphone, cellphone in the womb When will silence be a crime and signal fill the room? Oh great god of communication, hear my desperate plea Make us all connected slaves who never will be free [Breakdown - The Seven Locks] The first lock is for Fire that burns the world to ash The second lock is Water that drowns us in the crash The third lock is for Black that steals away the sky The fourth lock is for Time that takes the love and makes it die The fifth lock is for Emptiness that gave us everything The sixth lock is for Will that made us choose to sing The seventh lock is Man—the wielder of the tools Who forgot what he was made for And became the thing he rules [Outro - Soft] You have all misplaced your urge You have all misplaced your urge The creature's heartbeat still remains Beneath the networks Beneath the chains An urge to die An urge to create An urge to protect Before it's too late Welcome to Earth Don't forget why you came You are not your body You're the fire Not the flame