Lyrics Analog Degradation - The Echo Friendly

Analog Degradation

This is not some cheap inner darkness
You can trade up for cache
This is my heart, broken on tape
With reverb and delay
This is an analog degradation
Of our love
Its the fifth generation
Dub of a dub
And I can’t hear the music this way
You’re talking too fast for me
Oh girl, I’ve been talking fast
As long as I can remember
So tell me, tell me
Riding up in my elevator, wondering
What do you want from me?
In a taxi ride home saying
«darling, maybe later»
What do you want from me?
Oh, do you wish that I was weak
And a little bit sadder
Do you wish that we could kiss
And it just wouldn’t matter
Cause you’re never going to get
Any of that from me
Believe me
This is not some grand ultimatum
That’s demanding your reply
Cause honey I can make decisions faster than a record that’s spinning at 45
I dreamed of you
With strippers & snakes
And cut lines of cocaine
On a wheel that breaks
As you walk out of your room naked after sleeping with that other guy
This is not some cheap inner darkness
You can trade up for cache