[Verse 1]
This is no exaggeration
We’re living in a death machine
And no, it’s not just your imagination
You’ve been living in a death machine
Some of us are passengers
Some of us are driving
And almost everybody’s getting bled to death
To keep the motor running
[Verse 2]
I’m not being hyperbolic
This place is a death machine
Literally and symbolic
In the belly of the death machine
Doesn’t matter who is steering
It’s just gonna keep on killing
'Til we find a way to finally break the routine
But you might as well face the music
You’re living in a death machine
[Verse 3]
This ain’t no call to action
Can’t get no satisfaction
Not even sure what I was trying to sing
Poetry or politic, and
This fucking time bomb keeps ticking
Shit man, goddamn, that’s just obscene
Living in a death machine
In the belly of the death machine
Everybody do the death machine
Living in a death machine
This is no exaggeration
We’re living in a death machine
And no, it’s not just your imagination
You’ve been living in a death machine
Some of us are passengers
Some of us are driving
And almost everybody’s getting bled to death
To keep the motor running
[Verse 2]
I’m not being hyperbolic
This place is a death machine
Literally and symbolic
In the belly of the death machine
Doesn’t matter who is steering
It’s just gonna keep on killing
'Til we find a way to finally break the routine
But you might as well face the music
You’re living in a death machine
[Verse 3]
This ain’t no call to action
Can’t get no satisfaction
Not even sure what I was trying to sing
Poetry or politic, and
This fucking time bomb keeps ticking
Shit man, goddamn, that’s just obscene
Living in a death machine
In the belly of the death machine
Everybody do the death machine
Living in a death machine
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