Copy&Haste

Influence, she consumes you Deludes you, secludes you Commands you to kill for the paradigm Steal the soul from your baron kind Spoon fed with lead when they said That they led a revolution in the war for the dead The sun sets over head when there's no one else left Because they lied It was a war for your mind Look at everybody so pristine On the TV screen Because you idolise a fictional celebrity Drown out the screams of the kids As you Pray To your box of dreams The sickness bug is not the first to be done When four of twenty five is followed by one The seasons change but the scenes they stay In a relative way it 's a copy & Haste The symbols in our reprieve Contain the ideology of the pain we breathe Open your eyes to the theft of time Read the following lines It's a fucking crime We're in a circus on a carosel Going round and round Going round and round We're paying for the circus carosel As we buy and sell Giving life in hell They tease our lives with truth in lies While they hide inside sands of time