See the century rise Senses the vibration Of the truth That new car ain't for sale Gonna be a burned out shell Designed to fail On the road to somewhere
People won't believe what's beyond that hell I've seen it myself I heard him yell Right in your face Is method they use Make you know your place And keep you confused
Hot summer day Slowly spinning in circles A voice of despair cut through the breeze I know where you been He called out to me Up to the switchouse It's plain to see
They hide what they lie And they lie what they hide Deceive and conceal like a thief in the night What you learn you better not tell The switchouse is a road to hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
