Digital Solace

The Depreciation Guild

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live, love, fall apart
fill the gaps with things we want
drink, run, waste away
the plastic sea accumulates

and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
trapped behind the glass
and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
digital solace

wolf eye glows at night
bathes me in the pale blue light
and lacerates with saw tooth noise
console; console; a soothing voice

and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
trapped behind the glass
and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
digital Solace

and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
trapped behind the glass
and no one knows, where hours go
(out ins and outs of speaker holes)
digital solace