[Verse]
Futures coming and I’m feeling strange
Nothing hits me like it should these days
I’m getting low
Can’t let it go
[Pre-Chorus]
In the end, it ain't the end
It just goes on and on again
And all the people that you meet
Are just the same as you and me
[Chorus]
When you’re falling to the street
And it feels like magic
You were looking for a voice
In a world of static
And all the people that you meet
They’re automatic
[Verse]
You light your candles
And you pray for rain
While I kill my culture
Watch it waste away
[Pre-Chorus]
Another bleached out, black hole
With nothing to lose
Another paywalled shopping mall
Coming for you
[Chorus]
When you’re falling to the street
And it feels like magic
You were looking for a voice
In a world of static
And all the people that you meet
They’re automatic
Automatic was written by Dawn Golden & Houses & Tom Peyton.
Automatic was produced by Houses.