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chris harms - the grey machines كلمات أغنية

the grey machines
revolve in rhythm
like a soundtrack for
a new religion
but in sixteen hours
there’s fifteen minutes
where you get to rest
and plan for death

this blue jumpsuit
is red from torture
when i sold my vote
to buy some water
but the toxins taste
as sweet as murder
and the choice is stark
bastille or spark

heard there’s a world where
free will is the law

why do i need wings to fly
when falling feels so sound
why do i need open skies
when i can kiss the ground
here sleep’s a dream
as rare as laughter
any hint of hope
is manufactured
and nostalgia’s now
the one addiction
that they care to cure
with brutal force

i’ve felt the fist
a glove of velvet
but they add barbed wire
for extra torment
it’s the only time
there’s satisfaction
in their lifeless eyes
and loveless lives

why do i need wings to fly
when falling feels so sound
why do i need open skies
when i can kiss the ground

oh, the grey machines
revolve in rhythm
oh, the grey machines
a new religion
heard there’s a world where
free will is the law

why do i need wings to fly
when falling feels so sound
why do i need open skies
when i can kiss the ground

oh, the grey machines
revolve in rhythm
oh, the grey machines
a new religion

revolve in rhythm
a new religion

- chris harms

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