lirik lagu the machinist - yck
[verse 1]
i’m disgusted, the crusade you wage
and the points you don’t take into factor
don’t mind the candor but i won’t rest
until their heads are sat up on a platter
transcended to a dimensional plane
f~ck any norm and conventional way
but the choice they made and the souls that gave
themselves only caused unintentional pain
put a bar code on the back of the cranium
scr~w~ng on plates that are made of titanium
makeshift operation botched, we’ll break consolidation, watch
maintain order, they’ll install some feudalistic dignitaries
they gain quarters and then bore imperialistic militaries
competing for cl!cks, it’s a f~cking race to the bottom
the victors rewriting history gone, erase it like sodom
unite forsaken m~n~scripts, now go to an index, what’s your last name?
a secret composition’s tipping inside of a fractured glass frame
clerical errors parroting narratives, they’re unfair in it
sickness that i received, inherited, therein, i have to bear with it
becoming whole with the elements tangled but not quite finished yet
expand and spread the compelling myths, strengthened and made the limits set
[chorus]
you are the machinist, depleting what you made finite
self~defeating symbols and heroes you tread a fine line
a fictitious presence to pick up the pieces
these judicious peasants will drop where he reaches
worthy to extremists though, weakened and barely omnipresent
never feeding those you allowed to be ill and convalescent
don’t call us kindred and save us the speeches
for guiding your children, to die from diseases
[verse 2]
ain’t no type of satanist
but don’t make me summon a god within
release and relieve me of this old bondage
wrists are dripping, a positive
you’ve been indignant, won’t cradle the fall
taking a stand with a fatal assault
came to submit when you’re facing the wall
there ain’t n0body left you can blame, who’s at fault?
a special kind of a purgatory’s reserved for people like you
assume i don’t know what it’s like to suffer but i’m assuring you that i do
i’m the authentic iconoclast
i’m a man they wanna forbid and banish
piles of cash into insolvent mass
now the humans’ own and worst sin had vanished
still the lone inmate inside a self~sanctioned prison
you get your joy out of misery tunneled, self~imposed vision
of how the country should have been run but it’s clear that wealth is nothing but poison
f~ckin’ ducking at signs of uncertainty, that’s too much risk avoidance
silver spoons had filled the room, you’re not the rags to riches type
familiar tunes they will consume, it’s fair to get your pickings right
half will decline but unraveling fine, that’s just how bad the offers were
had to cut through the fray, still surveyed it like a d~mn cartographer
[chorus]
you are the machinist, depleting what you made finite
self~defeating symbols and heroes you tread a fine line
a fictitious presence to pick up the pieces
these judicious peasants will drop where he reaches
worthy to extremists though, weakened and barely omnipresent
never feeding those you allowed to be ill and convalescent
don’t call us kindred and save us the speeches
for guiding your children, to die from diseases
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