Letras
Grains of sand
Thinking they have the influence of black holes
It drives one mad
To think we’re in control
A magnetic snap of fingers from the sun
Infrastructure mass destruction
Annihilate our concentrate
Of modern life we celebrate
Technoromantics and second hand racists
Puts a bullet in my brain
Stop waisting our time, wasting our money
Wasting our life and waste yourself
Existential denial holds us hostage
Loose yourself in these words of nonsense
Cooking up a word soup
Of pent up anger and illusion
Face the end and get back to it
Get to work on the solution
Its our turn to sit back and relax
Let them take care of the income tax
The cheats and the manipulator
With sociopathic behaviour