LAMINAR FLOW

[Verse 1]
There's a knock in the door
Picking things and it's gone

[Verse 2]
There's a noise in the trees
Lost from the ears, laminar flow

[Verse 3]
Abandons a trace from the underworld
Old-fashioned greed in the skies
You can taste the nights
They don't hold it far from you
Oh, couldn't see your lies
And you know they want you

[Instrumental]

[Outro]
Mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror
Mirror, mirror
Hold up, stay
Mirror, mirror