Presenting modern moonlight just as advertised Coke and Pepsi finally found a compromise How can they complain that we're all fucked up kids When they keep on changing who our mother is? Like it all you want, it's fruitless Night is in the way of progress Retinas are bleeding for the enterprise Surgically wired into paradise Yesterday I dropped in at the MKB Everyone was messaging, like it was going out of style It was just the cynic in me, God, I love communicating I just hate the shit we're missing Everybody join in the magnificence Yes, everything is absolutely making sense Every time you turn around your soul gets sold To the highest bidder, then they turn around and merger And they merger and they merger, they murder and they murder The one who murders most will take it all Fight it all you want, it's useless Night is in the way of progress We're gonna take your cities one by one Cut your cables, cut your cords and spoil all your fun We're gonna make your light a living hell 'Coz stripped of your equipment, you'll be forced to face yourself Wire cutters of the world, you know what to use it for Spread the word to all the tightrope walker boys and girls Brace yourself for miracles, you're in for a nasty shock When the war is over, you can read the paper When the war is over, you can read the paper © EIGHT FOOT MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com