When the ink dries, we'll have another bastard's peace.

Friday, October 01, 2004

Engineered

Nothing to do on a friday night and i'm in the mood for nihilism
Lie around out of whack as i contemplate my very own commuschism
Watch the fundamental breakdown in slow motion on national television
Laugh at your idiocy while behind my back i practice self-deprecation

Yeah, I engineered this whole mess on my own
Let he who is without sin throw the first stone
Try to knock me off this motherfucking throne
While I tell you that you're gonna
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn!

Engines ignite, mechanical animals as they explode in a moment
Your window closes and the fire spreads as you try to recuperate; own it
Despite your clear lack of understanding you press on and you know I won't stop you
But if you fall don't get mad when you die because sorry babe but I don't got you

Yeah, I engineered this whole mess on my own
Let he who is without sin throw the first stone
Try to knock me off this motherfucking throne
While I tell you that you're gonna get owned...

'Cause you know they call me the, uh, the engineer
Now you got a voice in your ears to put to your fears

Cause you're gonna
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn,
Burn, burn, yes you're gonna burn!



So life is good. And not a wrong window moment at all.

I love you all.

Time for some new music, methinks.

"...'cause we want it all..."

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