Last night I cried, tossed and turned Woke up with dry eyes My mind was...
Verse one: twista Well a motherfucker could never control me, only Squeeze me and hold...
Look up Look down I've seen it all before I need emotion Look left Look...
The God machine is hungry for individualism and ripe brains the skull farmers do their...
Machine drug, machine drug All my life i've wanted things The happiness that they might...
(john critchley) You've got two eyes and pocket Strange eyes...
Sometimes i'm dirty, sometimes i'm clean Sometime i talk in...
(john critchley) I remember, one november we had our picnic...
Tick-tock went the watch on your wrist Telling you softly...
So the golden age passed away to silver But that...
(john critchley) Your mind is all cluttered now But you...
I can feel something inside And it wants to get...
Didn't you want to place Didn't you want to show...
I hear the door slam shut, so i know that...
(john critchley) Dirty little rat, never could get it straight...