hears the sounds we've made We can't touch those radio waves The radio waves, the radio waves No one hears the sounds we've made We're just chasing radio waves
excess. No one hears the sounds we've made. We can't touch those radio waves. Radio waves. No one hears the sounds we've made. We're still chasing radio waves
more the feeling of it all. Well winter's gonna end, I'm gonna clean these veins again. So close to dying that I finally can start living. "Hi, we're back. This is Radio
front page, says outrage There's no gauge, cause it's time for the MAC! Tune in your radio, video, stereo and all that To the vibes of the pro-Black It
to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely together Because
his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so closely
front page, says outrage There's no gauge, cause it's time for the MAC! Tune in your radio, video, stereo and all that To the vibes of the pro-Black
Drawing his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out against the status quo Do so against all odds. We cling so
