Vector - Intellectual

[Intro]

If it's sickness you want, don't let me be the transmission vector

I'll hold on out for you, don't cut the tightrope balancing on

My life is hanging on by a thread, I trust in your balisong

If it drops, plummet into the canyon, it all goes wrong

One-way mirror next to the tap

I'm washin' my hands with a piece of the glass

No handy beliefs, all panicky laughs

And remembering illness from every act

If it's sickness you want, don't let me be the transmission vector

I'll hold on out for you, don't cut the tightrope balancing on

My life is hanging on by a thread, I trust in your balisong

That blade shall flip with the gracе of an angel

From who they're dеscendin' upon

When that twine gets clipped, it fell from the cliff

I'll swing 'til I land in the fog

Walk along the edge for the landslide

Jump out the way of the rocks when they roll down

Dodge the oncoming traffic

It's bound to hit you and knock down the pins that you put out

Ooooh

Uncanny results from the sector

Ooooh

Don't let me be the transmission vector

I'll hold on out for you, don't push your saw through the palate I'm on

I'm at the mercy of this old platform I place my survival upon

If it drops, plummet into the canyon, it all goes wrong

If It drops, plummet into the canyon, it all goes wrong