Cell Song Songtext
von Fanfarlo

We′ve got minds behind our eyes
Looking out at ourselves

Things that grow out of the ground
Must some day believe they're real

Each little cog just sticks to the next
How can it be that they′re alive?

This clever twist, this pyramid scheme
Has got you in a double bind


Out of nothing, making something like yourself
Making patterns like a galaxy of cells
If these interactions or these consequences don't
Approximate it quite to make some kind of soul
We have a contract yes we have each others backs
We made a promise but one day we'll fall apart

Until the world gets tired of looking at itself
We have a place, a fighting chance
While the chemicals keep up their dance

While our roots are digging deep
Trying to suck the whole place dry

Out of nothing, making something like yourself
Making patterns like a galaxy of cells
If these interactions or these consequences don′t
Approximate it quite to make some kind of soul
We have a contract yes we have each others backs
We made a promise but one day we′ll fall apart