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What luck that we don t think, but i m stuck in this prison, nothing is set in stone
We fuel the machine that feeds of the death of our own, its time to make up your own mind its time to make yourselves
How i think amongst all these painted smiles, instinctively we try to hide, how i think amongst all these painted smiles
born sick commanded to be well
Now do i qualify for survival, now do i qualify for survival
Nothing is set in stone, born sick commanded to be well
We fuel the machine that feeds of the death of our own, we fuel the machine that s feeds of the death of our own, are we the ones that have to bleed
it s a dark existence meaningless and cold
everywhere i look fills me with fear
What luck that we don t think, what is real, nothing is what it seems
we fuel the machine that feeds of the death of our own
its time to make up your own mind its time to make yourselves
Trapped inside this fist of rage, instinctively we try to hide Monuments, nothing is set in stone
beliefs i once had become so unclear
Rectify beliefs, breathlessly i hope to re-design, are we the ones that have to bleed
Now do i qualify for survival, silent screams who wants to testify
We fuel the machine that s feeds of the death of our own, born sick commanded to be well
Dying on my right, i dare to rub out the lines draw from a new idea
Beliefs i once had become so unclear, it s a dark existence meaningless and cold
i don t fear death like an american idol
I dare to rub out the lines draw from a new idea, stuck in a losing struggle
breathlessly i hope to re-design
now do i qualify for survival
born sick commanded to be well
Now do i qualify for survival, i dare to rub out the lines draw from a new idea Monuments, born sick commanded to be well
straight away i can see that your all afraid
Straight away i won t hesitate to call you out, this is the reason why i can t sleep tonight
how i think amongst all these painted smiles
nothing is set in stone
Its time to make up your own mind its time to make yourselves, stuck in this prison
We follow the trend that keeps us in time, no one can help me break free Monuments, it s a dark existence meaningless and cold
it s a dark existence meaningless and cold
I don t fear death like an american idol, we fuel the machine that s feeds of the death of our own
Straight away i won t hesitate to call you out, no one can help me break free Monuments, nothing is set in stone
I dare to rub out the lines draw from a new idea, straight away i won t hesitate to call you out, breathlessly i hope to re-design
what luck that we don t think
stuck in a losing struggle
Straight away i won t hesitate to call you out, breathlessly i hope to re-design
I won t be held down by the hand that made me, i won t be held down by the hand that made me, rectify beliefs
Nothing is what it seems, born sick commanded to be well
Impossible to escape from, nothing is what it seems Monuments, rectify beliefs
what is real
nothing is set in stone
Stuck in a losing struggle, i won t be held down by the hand that made me
nothing is what it seems
It s a dark existence meaningless and cold, there is no escape while the shepherds block the gates Doxa, there is no escape while the shepherds block the gates