Coilguns Urban Reserves Lyrics

If we can't stand each other for the rest of our days
Tolerate neighbourhood and share space
If present dictated by future plans
Means exode for the many and profits for the few

We rather set ourself apart in a different dimension
For nothing has changed and nothing can be made
If present dictated by future plans
Means exode for the many and profits for the few

Urban reserve
For the fools and the weirds
All those who don't buy
Commercial cities

No words from us if we're not forced to bail
No need to expand but to keep our home safe
If present dictated by future plans
Means exode for the many and profits for the few

Urban reserve
For the fools and the weirds
All those who don't buy
Commercial cities

(we claim) urban reserves
The losers the freaks
All of them dismissed
From predicted cities