guide me i'm the one who's born to choose, who will lose their life to me i burn the souls and crush the bones i am dooms darkest destiny my lust to
bones and slowly die The cooling space inside your chest My broken bride you never breathed again Circuits fail, the cosmic strings like rubber bands I lose
man was passed out drunk Three neighborhood kids took me to a rock 'n' roll concert The kind of music, old-school funk It was the first time I got off the truck the music made me lose control
Them bitches tonguin' in the back I'm gettin' some head up in the frontseat She like, "I got this" you control the cockpit While her partners in the back
been distorted and mocked, Thrown around in the spectacle, the grand social circus. * Up against the rows of grey robots who control our lives The
. We want control of our bodies and our lives. Alton, don't feel too safe behind your man-made laws. Laws can be broken as easily as bones. Steal from
No turnin' back now, no turnin' back now, no turnin' back Daze tensions high seems everyone?s on edge Walking over pits of fire on a skinny ledge Now daze you lose control
now the world is caving in I can't break this bubblehead The vacuum tube has sucked me in Pull it back together, heal reflections in our broken bones
eye of the tiger The Clutch from the Cobra and the venomous viper Boa constrictors that cut your circulation Mosts of their prays die from broke bones
fall, broke the laws Not my fault that they're fallin off Known as fair square, throughout my years So I growl at the livin foul Black to the bone my
to the bone - let them try claim control - let them die rapture - the hate grows lashes - what they know turbines in our hearts existence of broken parts
die, the cooling space inside your chest, my broken bride, you never breathed again. The circuits fail, the cosmic strings like rubber bands, I lose control
weak, gave breath to the breathless You can take it to the street but it's like playing in asbestos Test us, like you holier than thou, lose control of
heart that have been distorted and mocked, Thrown around in the spectacle, the grand social circus. * Up against the rows of grey robots who control
fight fight fight for every story told And every broken heart and soul These splintered frames won't be put back together So get up get up fucking lose control
the world is caving in I can't break this bubblehead The vacuum tube has sucked me in Pull it back together, heal reflections in our broken bones We