Picture the templates, ask any single date, the promise is so soothing, yet everythings awake.
If we're small and it's simple, unify the fight, the knife in the hand, aand take the exit in the right.
Pleasure before purpose, I fear we've all been had, the sun sets, the lights gone, and I feel glad.
Let's point out we're growing, as everything must do, problems, imperfections, in everything we lose.
The principle of being is the stage and we're the star, spend an eternity just wondering which mask that you are.
A cell, just a memory, judging numbers what we could, exploiting's just a way of things- just breathing what we should.
Unappeasable, promiscuous, dirty children won't you stay? the quiet brings me solitude, but- tomorrow I'm afraid.
Temporary organization we've abolished all the truth, brand your number, go to work, control all thats under you,
keep working for the weekend, raise a family, give advice, retirement just lost 10 years but hobbies sure are nice...,
content is the key to your trophy case of time, included should be all the things that tv left in line,
promises are justified, excitement of a gift, the thought of others wanting us, will give you such a lift.
Is it me or can it be just what these people like? Have I succeeded? made my impact on the hive?
A cell, just a memory, judging numbers what we could, exploiting's just a way of things- just breathing what we should.
Unappeasable, promiscuous, dirty children won't you stay? the quiet brings me solitude, but- tomorrow I'm afraid.
It's very sad variety has all but suffered uselessness, the pigs they crawl lament them all in quiet servitude,
it's very "esk" "in lieu" of flowers shining sweet reminders of a day that got dismembered- men of honot; arm away!
so take a stand, rip out your tounge, as every cloud turns gray,
let them suit themselves in steel sheels, let androids go and play, so take a stand rip out