There's a hangman calling out 3,2,1 Hypnotized, realigned by a zero sum This has only just begun What have we become?
Hard to reason Searching for common ground When you're making a statement Who'd have known You'd tremble all about a simple reminder To err on this side of caution before you trust Realigned, hypnotized by a zero sum
Who am I to counter your offense When it's pride that consumes you Swing on the pendulum and wait Wait for the red tape Disarray permeates hasten to say It's not your fault, I'm overrun by these Metaphysical lies Premeditated chance on overdrive
What have we become Cut, cut up through this red tape system We've come undone as we hit the zero sum What, what, now what the fuck are you made of We've come undone as we hit the zero sum Undone
What have we become Cut, cut up through this red tape system We've come undone as we hit the zero sum What, what, now what the fuck are you made of We've come undone as we hit the zero sum
Hangman calling out 3,2,1 What have we become? (What have we become) Hangman calling out 3,2,1 What have we become? (What have we become)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
