
Dead Poetic - The corporate enthusiast
Tekst :
The corporate beast has got me. I’ve fallen in the trap.This beast it feeds on me. I’m never coming back.
You’ve sucked the truth out of me. Abolished honesty.
I can’t escape, it’s got me. Independence dying slowly.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.
In pursuit of your polished altars, you dream in presidents.
Sell your god, sell your faith, and market prices rising fast.
I never asked for this. My intentions were pure.
I never meant to enlist in the corporate music war.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.
Your world is painted mint green.
You believe green is everything.
This machine has taken me away.
This machine has got me.
The corporate beast has got me. I’ve fallen in the trap.
This beast it feeds on me. I’m never coming back.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
It’s eating me alive.
Welcome to the Machine
Welcome to the Machine
Sell out your life or die.
Inne utwory
Losowe utwory
Intoxicados
Me Encuentro Inconsciente Y Ahora,
No Se Porque Dame Solo Un
Poco Yo Quiero Un Dulce Mas Alrededor De Mi La Arena,
SE ESFUMO LAS PIEDRAS SE DERRITEN LA
LLAMA SE EXPANDIO EN MEDIO DE ESTE
MUNDO ME SIENTO,
COMO UN ANIMAL ME ALIMENTO...
No Se Porque Dame Solo Un
Poco Yo Quiero Un Dulce Mas Alrededor De Mi La Arena,
SE ESFUMO LAS PIEDRAS SE DERRITEN LA
LLAMA SE EXPANDIO EN MEDIO DE ESTE
MUNDO ME SIENTO,
COMO UN ANIMAL ME ALIMENTO...
Read and weep
Those words on the shelf Not giving me any help at all Disguised
as my guide Won t lead me anywhere
Dictate what to feel They re trying to make it all look real As
if I don t know What you re trying
to do Every page That I m turning It s...
as my guide Won t lead me anywhere
Dictate what to feel They re trying to make it all look real As
if I don t know What you re trying
to do Every page That I m turning It s...
Malone lives
I wanna grow up to be a funky Euripides,
the fly on the street, the beat, bat the breeze, what,
the ease, what release, to be or to be not and see not and hear not... come on.
It’s not that a big of a deal,
the fly on the street, the beat, bat the breeze, what,
the ease, what release, to be or to be not and see not and hear not... come on.
It’s not that a big of a deal,
To be young
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high lord I got high and I got a bone to pick with you
And I’m sure you know it’s true
Oh one day when you’re looking...
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high lord I got high and I got a bone to pick with you
And I’m sure you know it’s true
Oh one day when you’re looking...
Christ denied
Congregation congregated in his house of god
Entombed by their almighty savior
Revelations misinterpreted ignite his flame
Removed from the human equation
Retreat to death in burning flesh
His dead disciples and their son of god
Incineration of their prophecy
Destroyed in failure
You re unannounced and you re unobserved
No longer worshipped in his world
Apocalypse on insanity
Self destruction...
Entombed by their almighty savior
Revelations misinterpreted ignite his flame
Removed from the human equation
Retreat to death in burning flesh
His dead disciples and their son of god
Incineration of their prophecy
Destroyed in failure
You re unannounced and you re unobserved
No longer worshipped in his world
Apocalypse on insanity
Self destruction...