.
If this machine doesn't stop,
,
What will you do if it never goes out
, ,
Never goes out of season
, .
It never stops as it turns,
,
There ain't no passion, yet it burns
, ,
Introducing my prison
.
Losing myself in this place,
,
Soon I'm gone without a trace
,
Freed with that final incision
.
Look my heart it's a bird,
,
It needs to sing and to be heard
.
Not this clockwork precision
And the machine grows idiotic
.
Who's gonna be its ingenious critic
?
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against
The poorest possible substitution
, .
What you see is never what you're gonna get
, ,
Everybody's playing revolution roulette
!
Leaves you no arguments to trade,
You can try the key or you can wait
,
But the lock will not open
.
So you're left with sanity to lose,
,
Cos the machine is a ruse
,
Another invention to rule them
,
It's like a fistful of snake eyes,
,
A hand grenade with bye byes
""
Like a million spent on nothing
, .
It's kinda like a pick in their lock,
,
When you never went
.
"Knock knock, hello, anybody home? I'm coming in".
"-! ! - ? !".
With a touch of foreboding
.
And the machine grows parasitic
.
Who's gonna critisize the good critic
?
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against
The poorest possible substitution
,
What you see is never what you're gonna get
, ,
Everybody's playing revolution roulette
!
Everybody has the perfect solution
,
It's just hard to resist the sweet seduction
.
There ain't no trick to winning double what you bet
, , .
Welcome to revolution roulette
!
Everybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against
The poorest possible substitution
, .
What you see is never what you're gonna get
, ,
Everybody's playing revolution roulette
!
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