Lyrics

What if we were wrong about everything
Thought up some ideas in bed
Awoke from a sleep into all of our broken
I, Organism pledge
Not to believe
Not to deceive
But only to know when it’s time to leave
Waste not want not, pick it up
I, Organism pledge

Photon slips and electron trips
Photon slips through the tiny slit
White light in your brain
Pink noise on your hip
I, Organism pledge

Walkin around, slicing the ground
Lookin at your feet which have bled
Gliding smooth in black water
Purple velvet throat pulls a thread

Stranded in the station alone again
No one to call the battery’s dead

Photon slips and electron trips
Photon slips through the tiny slit
White light in your brain
Pink noise on your hip
I, Organism pledge