chris harms - the grey machines lyrics
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
revolve in rhythm
a new religion
Random Lyrics
- sud disorder - così distante lyrics
- marcellus hall - wishing my heart was stone lyrics
- otto (mgp 2025) - sød ligesom lyrics
- kumi - fiku miku lyrics
- inhaler - still young lyrics
- anthony very virta - сделаем баб/ки (make money) lyrics
- krikunov - начало lyrics
- 99zed - paint tha ceiling lyrics
- x fel & blastt - ebvlnik lyrics
- lemon (bel) - decaf lyrics