Awake and Dying I felt my flesh as it became money If I could I'd scream To the cadence of a surgical team
My brand new memory Bloomed a paralyzing circuitry I'm useful and free Born again inside a new home screen
Relieved of Thinking I did impressions of a perfect machine
You'd sown your pixel face like seed, and In my moments of weakness, I'd reap In my moments of weakness, I'd reap In my moments of weakness, I'd reap
Cocaine-capped, steel and glass mountains Block my sunsets
The blood ballet's not done yet The blood ballet's not done yet The mountains block my sunsets
Am I a shining instrument Of man's darkest resentments
Take my thoughts I do not Need them
Take my thoughts I do not Need them
Take my thoughts (Or in my moments) I do not (of weakness) Need them (I'd reap)
Take my thoughts (Or in my moments) I do not (of weakness) Need them (I'd reap)
Take my thoughts (Or in my moments) I do not (of weakness) Need them (I'd reap)
Take my thoughts (Or in my moments) I do not (of weakness) Need them (I'd reap)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
