Every thought catalyst reaction Nerve synapse, mentally slavery Disembodied, controlled minds Sharpened tools, bloddy knives Electric chips, machines controlled Boy to your masters, your minds not yours
Dead-end eyes, stainless heart, digital mind Your bodys not yours Your minds not yours Your thoughts not yours Your wills not yours
Elastic manipulated, mass produce Pre-consumer, post refuse Encrypted placed, within activated Run your course, psychological malfunction We all break down, we all stop
To a strange land, land of Pohjola I took my gift, I received it from the gods I melted the knowledge of heaven From the pieces of my heart I built a golden mill
I made the heavens, I delivered them I gave the horn of plenty, released them
My king sold me to the northland queen I forged and gave her a godlike machine It wasn′t enough for the queen of liars To the river of death I also was sent
The field of death I furroved I turned the soil black with steaming viper blood In a forest deep underground I hunted a wolf and a bear from the shadows
I was offered death as a prize for my great deeds False words, from the tongue of the northland queen
A heart turned unto me She whispered the knowledge of gods And gave the missing words of wisdom To me, a creator of heavens
Can we make progress Have we learned our lesson How can we take the test Without the questions The mind will play Pontius The heart′s the defendant The soul is the conscience You′re the next contestant
Some how the greatest Point comes without reason Some how my made up mind Acts without thinking right
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Now i can′t understand What keeps me going There is no master plan Nothing to go on To grow on Believe in Everything leaves me cold Too many promises Not enough evidence of my soul
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Nothing to go on To grow on Not enough evidence...
Now i can understand What keeps me going There is no master plan Nothing to go on To grow on Believe in Everything leaves me cold Too many promises Not enough evidence of my soul now
(Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Nothing to go on To grow on Not enough evidence or my soul (Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Nothing to go on To grow on Believe in Of my soul, Some how know, Where do i begin.
it′s time to take the stand And defend your innocence You can slip through the system Exploiting its arrogance It′s time to take the stand And defend your innocence You can slip through the system Exploiting it′s arrogance Not enough evidence of my soul Not enough evidence... (Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Of my soul, Some how know, Where do i begin. (Interrogate the truth until you hear what you like) Nothing to go on To grow on Not enough evidence... Of my soul Of my soul
Oh what are you gonna do When there′s a part of you That needs to run with the wind
And the fire of burning yesterdays Can only light the way To lead you from The garden of the dark Stay out of shadows
Now look like the change is on Tomorrow′s never gone Today just never comes
Go on and jump, yeah Into the hurricane You will forget the pain It′s only there To exorcise your mind
Looking at the world When you′ve open up your eyes You′ve got to see the promises they′ve made They′re bloody lies and broken dreams Your silence screams
You′re living in a time machine And you can choose just who you are Someone that you′ve never seen Somewhere you′ve never been You′re living in a time machine
Oh what are you gonna do When every part of you Just needs to catch the wind
And the fire of burning yesterdays Can only light the way To lead you from The garden of the dark
Looking for the world When you′ve opened up your eyes You′ll see you′ve got invisible chains They′re only lies Not what it seems I hear your silent screams
You′re living in a time machine Nobody cares just where you go Taken where you′ve never been ??? somewhere you don′t know
You′re living in a time machine Why do you stay who you are Be what you′ve never been Someone you′ve never seen You′re living in a time machine Yeah
Trembling hands- drop the needle down In seconds you′re here- at the speed of sound Skating a scratch on the vinyl- my heart is skipping a beat
I′m hooked again- following the tune From the top of the shelf- to the end of the groove Spinning around in a circle- further and further we go
In my time machine - taking a ride One thousand years ago- when i made you mine My time machine- the other side One thousand years to go - will you still be mine
Stuck on the ground - stranded for too long Wandering around- until i can find the song All the way back from the station- you′re playing inside my head
I know what it takes- to feel the rush again Leaving this place- at 45 rpm Traveling sound through the wire- higher and higher we go
In my time machine - taking a ride One thousand years ago- when i made you mine My time machine- the other side One thousand years to go - will you still be mine
Cheated again- the chorus ends too soon Fall back to earth- to a quiet room Don′t wait for me to recover- can we take another spin
In my time machine - taking a ride One thousand years ago- when i made you mine My time machine- the other side One thousand years to go - will you still be mine
"Fuck me? Fuck you, fuck you and this whole city and everyone in it." Carved your name into my skin, in candlelight. Sew it up with hate. Carve, a message in my arm, in candlelight. Sew it up with hate.
Found my misery, with a match and gasoline. Burned alive, I′m a killing machine. A whole life I′m silent. Found my destiny, with a match and gasoline. Liar′s burn and scream, a whole life indebted to you.
The science of pain, insane I feel love. Sick not to hurt, I want to watch the world burn.
Found my misery, with a match and gasoline. Burned alive, I′m a killing machine. A whole life I′m silent. Found my destiny, with a match and gasoline. Cobain can you hear me scream, a whole life indebted to you.
The science of pain, insane I feel love. Sick not to hurt, I want to watch the world burn. [2x]
Carved your name into my skin, in candlelight. Sew it up with hate.
The science of pain, insane I feel love. Sick not to hurt, I want to watch the world burn. [2x]
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. Where have you been? It′s alright we know where you′ve been. You′ve been in the pipeline, filling in time, Provided with toys and ′Scouting for Boys′. You bought a guitar to punish your ma, And you didn′t like school, and you know you′re nobody′s fool, So welcome to the machine.
Welcome my son, welcome to the machine. What did you dream? It′s alright we told you what to dream. You dreamed of a big star, he played a mean guitar, He always ate in the Steak Bar. He loved to drive in his Jaguar. So welcome to the machine.
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666 We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the needles grow My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement We′re gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema Blood is pavement The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make me sick sick sick The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We′re gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the ema Blood is pavement When you ride you′re ridden, when you ride you′re ridden I am fueled by filth and fury Do what I will, I will hurry there, there My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
Running through my head secretly The shouts of the boys in the factory I ring you on the telephone silently Like blood, like wine in the darkroom scene
The darkroom scene, darkroom scene
A letter, once composed Seven years long and as tall as a tree Reading on the wall Emissions, efficiency
Efficiency, efficiency
Resurrect, as a feeling, on my window Of a past reunion
Resurrect as a feeling on my window Of a past reunion Vision of a picture like the city And the air we breathe
The air we breathe, air we breathe
She stood beside me once again I knew her face We met before in the street Recalling all the children dancing at our feet
corrosive tainted by my sin i′m spilling blood and i can hardly contain it corrosive hallowing the hand stiffened i eat away eat eat into the surface
yeah you push it
explosive more violent more violent all consuming throbbing strait to the circle explosive move on reaction i slow it down i slow it down, down, down, down
yeah, you push it
i see it. i need it i see it. i need it
my mind is corrosive i trip on corrosive i freak see through me my eyes are explosive i feed on it black out crucify me
Go to a cash machine To get a ticket home Message on the screen Says don′t make plans, you′re broke No, no this can′t be right I know that time is tight I′ve only just been paid Three weeks five days, til I′m seen Right... No... I scratch a living, it ain′t easy You know it′s a drag I′m always paying, never make it But you can′t look back I wonder if I′ll ever get To where I want to be Better believe it I′m working for the cash machine
I try to phone a friend My credit′s in the red I try to skip the fare Ticket inspector′s there No no, this can′t be right I live an honest life It seems like sometimes You don′t cross the line You don′t get By... No...
I scratch a living, it ain′t easy You know it′s a drag I′m always paying, never make it But you can′t look back I wonder if I′ll ever get To where I want to be Better believe it Yeah...
What am I gonna do My girlfriend′s test turned blue We tried to play it safe That night we could not wait No no, this can′t be right She said it would be alright I can′t afford to be a daddy So I leave tonight... No...
I scratch a living, it ain′t easy You know it′s a drag I′m always paying, never make it But you can′t look back I wonder if I′ll ever get To where I want to be Better believe it I′m working for the cash machine Cash machine Cash machine ...
There′s a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket There′s a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket There′s a hole in my pocket, my pocket, my pocket There′s a hole in my pocket Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
The ash set in then blew away It’s getting lost into the sea I grew so close to all the thoughts I had to leave forever I left the chill and voice of screams and kids and ran for shelter
You know I won′t say sorry You know I won′t say sorry The pain has a bad reaction A blend of fear and passion You know what it′s like to believe It makes me wanna scream
I see a glow from far away A faint reflection on the sea I left some words quite far from here to be a short reminder I laid them out in stone in case they need to last forever
You know I won′t say sorry You know I won′t say sorry The pain has a bad reaction A blend of fear and passion You know what it′s like to believe It makes me wanna scream
I see the stars, they’re in your eyes A playful kiss, can you tell I′m excited? A fast escape in the nick of time If you lost your wish, can I help you find it? I′m on my knee, just one to start A fresh new start, don′t be undecided
If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen If love’s a word, that you say Then say it, I will listen (I will listen)
Ecstasy is all you need Living in the big machine Oh you′re so vain Now your world is way too fast Nothing′s real and nothing lasts And I′m aware I′m in love but you don′t care
Turn your anger into lust I′m still here but you don′t trust at all And I′ll be waiting Love and sex and loneliness Take what′s yours and leave the rest So I′ll survive God it′s good to be alive
I′m torn in pieces I′m blind and waiting for you My heart is reeling I′m blind and waiting for you
Still in love with all your sins Where you stop and I begin And I′ll be waiting Living like a house on fire What you fear is your desire It′s hard to deal I still love the way you feel
Now this angry little girl Drowning in this petty world And I′m who you run to Swallow all your bitter pills That′s what makes you beautiful You′re all or not I don′t need what you ain′t got
I′m torn in pieces I′m blind and waiting for you My heart is reeling I′m blind and waiting for you
I′m blind and waiting for you I′m blind and waiting for you No I can′t believe it′s coming true God it′s good to be alive And I′m still here waiting for you No I can′t believe it′s coming true I′m blind and waiting for you
Soaring through the clouds together We can travel on forever Through the sky you and i Back to earth again And we′re in a mind machine
I see the things i want to see I can be all the things i want to be Is it real or just a dream
Come fly with me Come ride with me We′re in a mind machine Together we can touch the sky You and i We′re in a mind machine Come on and fly with me Come ride with me We′re in a mind machine Take my hand you′ll understand The wonders i have seen In my mind machine
Onward through the atmosphere Everything is crystal clear Finally we can see The world as it should be And we′re in a mind machine
I see the things i want to see I can be all the things i want to be Is it real or just a dream
Come on and fly with me Come touch the sky
Come fly with me Come ride with me We′re in my mind machine Take my hand you′ll understand The wonders i have seen In my mind machine
Ladies you′re damn right You can′t read a man′s mind We′re living in two tribes And heading for war Nobody′s perfect We all gotta work it But fellas, we′re worth it So don′t break the law
Your call′s late, big mistake You′ve gotta hang about in limbo for as long as I take Next time, read my mind and I′ll be good to you We′re gift-wrapped kitty cats We′re only turning into tigers when we gotta fight back Let′s go, Eskimo Out into the blue
Come take my hand Understand that you can You′re my man and I need you tonight Come make my dreams Honey hard as it seems Loving me is as easy as pie, I
I′m just a love machine Feeding my fantasy Give me a kiss or three And I′m fine I need a squeeze a day Instead of this negligee What will the neighbours say This time
I′ve been going crazy while you sleep Searching for a language That the two of us can speak so Whistle through your story, make it real And I′ll breathe underwater ′ ′Cos I like the way it feels
Your call′s late, big mistake You′ve gotta hang about in limbo for as long as I take Next time, read my mind and I′ll be good to you We′re gift-wrapped kitty cats We′re only turning into tigers when we gotta fight back Let′s go, Eskimo Out into the blue
Come take my hand Understand that you can You′re my man and I need you tonight Come make my dreams Honey hard as it seems Loving me is as easy as pie, I
I′m just a love machine Feeding my fantasy Give me a kiss or three And I′m fine I need a squeeze a day Instead of this negligee What will the neighbours say This time
Oh, it′s very new Can anybody tell me what to do? Oh, this feeling′s very strange Can anybody tell me what′s you′re game?
(Oh) A little education (Oh) To give you motivation (Oh) Whatever situation (Oh) ′Cos I don′t wanna change ya (Oh) I′m living with a stranger (Oh) I′ll only re-arrange ya
(Oh) I′m just a Love Machine (0h) To give you motivation (Oh) I′m just a Love Machine (Ooh, ooh) (Oh) I′m just a Love Machine (0h) To give you motivation (Oh) I′m just a Love Machine (Oh, oh, oh)
[Intro - Chamillionaire] You just reached the answer machine When you call me, I′m never answerin Umm, I be always hustlin, so that′s the reason that I′m gone So maybe you will understand, why I can′t pick up the phone (Leave a message)
[Verse 1 - Chamillionaire] Yes she′s a pro (pro), sex and a slow (slow) American Idol, a professional show (woo) Givin you a vote and it′s impressive to know When she open her mouth that she was destined to blow (whoa) How you tell me you ain′t impressed with my dough? This ain′t the type of money you done messed with before Stretchin the dough (dough), best with the flow (flow) Sick the way I spit, they say I′m blessed with a cold Touchin your body, leave your flesh with a glow Chasin the Pussycat and tryin to get with Nicole Really that′s a myth, my confession is no (no) Really I′m on the grind and tryin to get with the dough (dough) Game′s to be sold, can you dig what I′m sellin? If it′s a crime, they gon′ say that I′m felon Sexual eruption, you eruptin like seven While I′m singin out, I just want to +F You+ like Devin Lights, cameras, action, I hope you′re not Ellen Talk show, is exactly what you′re not gettin Money′s my cologne and the scent that I′m smellin So gold diggin women say my scent is like heaven, heaven, heaven Shocked when I knocked her Love my company, but that′s a Gamble like Proctor Before your boyfriend sneak up on you like ′got ya!′ (got ya) Better straighten up like posture
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] I′m not your - baby Your baby, your baby, your baby I′m not your - baby Your baby, your baby, your baby And you so - crazy So crazy, so crazy, so crazy And you so - crazy So crazyyyyy You really need to stop callin my phone
[Break - Woman - talking] Hello? So why are you not answerin the phone You said you were going to call me right back And it′s been like a minute and a half And I don′t know why you would say you would call me right back If right back, isn′t right back I mean when I say I′m going to call you right back I call you right, back And I mean I just don′t understand why your not answering the phone If you don′t want to talk to me It′s like why ...
[Verse 2 - Chamillionaire] Errr, message erased, got to get to the cake You actin like a billion is easy to make Other rappers out there tryin to get an estate That′s a house, while I′m out tryin to get me a state Uh, so now you tryin to get all of my case And I just met you last week, you should try brakes Slow yourself down, now I′m ready to migrate Should have never hit you back on myspace (I′m not your baby)
[Break - Woman - talking] So I′m, I′m still waitin for you to call me back I don′t know what you′re doing What you′re not doing, who you′re with Like, you need to talk to me, okay? We need some, we have to talk about some things I miss you, I haven′t seen you It′s been like, three days And I just want to know where you are I just want to hear your voice You know like, you have no idea how it makes me feel Knowing that your doing, whatever your doing You know, and, and your not checking on me And I′m checking on you I want somebody to call me The way I call you, I mean I can ...
[Verse 3 - Chamillionaire] Errr, message erased, you ain′t even my chick (chick) And three days ago, you saw the profile pic (pic) On the internet, talkin like you legit And a Stan is a man, but you must be a Sis Better bother Rapper Rick, or go call K.J. Better call Masa or pick up May Bay Go and call Tyson or go call Ray J Call Hurricane and he might say (A Bay Bay)
[Outro - Operator Recording] "The number you have reached is not in service at this time And there is no new number Please be sure you have checked the telephone directory for the right number And you are dialing correctly This is a recording If you need help, you need help, hang up, hang up And then di, and then di, and then di" [echo]
Wasteful season take my hand Take the place of the snakes who ran
Savage things wash over me A crime that leaves a heated greed Oh Machine, Machine I washed it for you Machine, Machine I waste it for you
And I walk And I walk A space left for two And I wait And I wait To wake next to you And I walk And I walk A space left for two And I wait And I wait To wake next to you
Oh Machine, Machine I waste it for you Machine, Machine I waste it for you HAH!
Unholy crusades pursued by legions of prophets chanting the graces of this man-made cage glorifying slavery so kneel before the altar of the new gods and pray for salvation bring forth all the idols of hell and filth banish them from this world for blasphemous deeds untold or the prophets of false hope will lead this world to its end breeders of pain takers of life the time as come for redemption
You keep playing me like a fruit machine Putting in change systematically Winning streak that you had over me Has turned into your broken tragedy
You′ve hit the bottom one hundred times before Now feel the fever as I leave you wanting more You thought you could turn and walk away Taking chances that weren′t yours to take Win, I don′t think so my foolish boy Watch the next one taking all the joy Hold me, nudge me, spinning me around Where′s the money? Can′t hear that clinking
Looking around, everything I see It seems to lose its color Don′t know what′s become of me Barely alive, how did I survive One day just like the other I′m sick of this routine
So I′m gonna cut these strings Cut them and set me free Nothing controlling me
I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine I′ve got the breath in me I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine
My body is here but somewhere along the way I lost my mind It′s never too late to be found Waiting on someone to pick me up But I got left behind But it won′t bring me down
Cause I′m gonna cut these strings Cut them and set me free Nothing controlling me
I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine I′ve got the breath in me I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine
Change the circumstance It′s gonna take me Here is my memory Reset the way you think No more commands Mo demands No more losing control No pushing buttons No automatic no more Let me go Let me go Let me go No pushing buttons, no automatic
I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine I′ve got the breath in me I′m not a machine, I′m not a machine