Ones And Zeros

I know your bodys like a cloud
Floating around the softer side of things you know
I know you like to let it out
For me it's just a kind of [bad word] out

Oh no how did [bad word] to this
Making your way back home
Thinking oh no what is it about this
Trying to break the cold

I bet there's something in the air
tiny [bad word] to keep our bodies unaware
This little fractures wearing out
For me it's nothing but the numbers adding up

Oh no how did [bad word] to this
Making your way back home
Thinking oh no what is it about this
Trying to break the cold