They steal soul, they want you off control, They drive your mind until they're satisfied, Last drop, last breath, your head is an empty shell And soon they'll come and hitch you down to hell...
They drive you crazy they drive you mad when you look through it's eyes They drive you crazy they drive you mad when they give what's desired
Facing temptation, what will you do? Surrounding sensation stealing every breath of you.
They steal your sleep, their media makes you weak, They cripple you at night, a virus you can't fight, They live inside of you, they they live inside of me, While we play with their toys they make their policies
We are weak we are slaves our mind our graves... But it's part of the plan, why can't you see, Wake up for the real reality
[Solo: B. Sutter]
Facing temptation a lapse of your creation It's up to you recognise the malfunction of your mind.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
