In leverage of your comfort
To match a portrait's face
That hangs inside of a museum
Now hangs a database
To match a portrait's face
That hangs inside of a museum
Now hangs a database
A facial scan for adoration
I've heard the Hunter tell this
But the ecstasy of death
And then the Brake is still
I've heard the Hunter tell this
But the ecstasy of death
And then the Brake is still
Tell me I exist
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
This facial validation
A nexus in some sense
It holds all of our private thoughts
All finely condensed
A nexus in some sense
It holds all of our private thoughts
All finely condensed
Now it seems anonymity
Is luxury to own
I fantasize the private life
With my DNA's unsigned contracts
Is luxury to own
I fantasize the private life
With my DNA's unsigned contracts
Tell me I exist
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
Tell me I exist
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
Look what I've become
Prove that I'm still here
Prove that I'm enough
song info:
Album Details
![Lydia Ainsworth - Phantom Forest [2019]](https://cdn.lsistatic.com/img/pixel.gif){kind=tracking}