Ghost In The Machine
Wake me up when your semester ends
Time to turn those demons into friends, again
When losers win, the best are banned
You put me on, i put your flesh to fangs
Time to act like you've seen the end
Time To reap the glown up fields again
Time to dial up and set the trend
My one shot won't miss the head
Only at hand when nobody needs us
Close your face, talk less, keep it sealed shut
I'm on my way, I got the key to the grid lock
Die young or be a man when your teens stop
Intellect for all, multiplication not division
Let's bring that to the masses as a personal decision
Loudness, screeching, one week, ears still itching
Sounds from the basement, not the kitchen
What you want? what you do with your life?
You the one dying to live or the one living to die?
Expect the hit. Food for thought is drug for mind
Stop staring at your feet, join the race tonight
Takes mass to make a wave
I understand light
I payed for all I have
I understand fines
The ones with more move fast
I understand time
What you don't seem to grasp is
I understand why
I understand the best things always end up being deadly
So I even understand how staying dumb can make you happy
I need my friends when I don't see what my fans see
I don't have any fans, just friends I caught clapping
I understand life's is a race, rounds finite
Time is money, make it rain, time flies
I got two fingers on the pulse of the zeitgeist
Might end up making history, for a high price
The eraser of your thoughts is speaking loud now bitch
Your paper is a fraud you haven't found out shit
If there's nothing left to learn, burn the house down quick
I hope you read this trough before you shout out kids
I'm possessed, but i don't own that yet
Don't need a second chance, not blown the first one yet
I'm bold these days Like blown up text
I'm a digital monk but I don't get to know that yet
Takes mass to make a wave
I understand light
I payed for all I have
I understand fines
The ones with more move fast
I understand time
What you don't seem to grasp is
I understand why
Saved me a seat at the sidelines of plutocracy
No need to put me on, I'm too busy with these songs I sing
I'm working on a mind that has me feeling good to be
Working for the time you're asking what is wrong with me
(Honestly, who the fuck does he think he is?)
Who am I? I'm the smartest nobody
Tired of being chased by the ones that don't run it
Tired of Making change for the ones that don't want it
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the host of the cold blooded
Can't be measured, Can't be owned, honey
I am a treasure, I don't know money
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the host of the cold blooded
Can't be measured, Can't be owned, honey
I am a treasure, I don't know money
Time to turn those demons into friends, again
When losers win, the best are banned
You put me on, i put your flesh to fangs
Time to act like you've seen the end
Time To reap the glown up fields again
Time to dial up and set the trend
My one shot won't miss the head
Only at hand when nobody needs us
Close your face, talk less, keep it sealed shut
I'm on my way, I got the key to the grid lock
Die young or be a man when your teens stop
Intellect for all, multiplication not division
Let's bring that to the masses as a personal decision
Loudness, screeching, one week, ears still itching
Sounds from the basement, not the kitchen
What you want? what you do with your life?
You the one dying to live or the one living to die?
Expect the hit. Food for thought is drug for mind
Stop staring at your feet, join the race tonight
Takes mass to make a wave
I understand light
I payed for all I have
I understand fines
The ones with more move fast
I understand time
What you don't seem to grasp is
I understand why
I understand the best things always end up being deadly
So I even understand how staying dumb can make you happy
I need my friends when I don't see what my fans see
I don't have any fans, just friends I caught clapping
I understand life's is a race, rounds finite
Time is money, make it rain, time flies
I got two fingers on the pulse of the zeitgeist
Might end up making history, for a high price
The eraser of your thoughts is speaking loud now bitch
Your paper is a fraud you haven't found out shit
If there's nothing left to learn, burn the house down quick
I hope you read this trough before you shout out kids
I'm possessed, but i don't own that yet
Don't need a second chance, not blown the first one yet
I'm bold these days Like blown up text
I'm a digital monk but I don't get to know that yet
Takes mass to make a wave
I understand light
I payed for all I have
I understand fines
The ones with more move fast
I understand time
What you don't seem to grasp is
I understand why
Saved me a seat at the sidelines of plutocracy
No need to put me on, I'm too busy with these songs I sing
I'm working on a mind that has me feeling good to be
Working for the time you're asking what is wrong with me
(Honestly, who the fuck does he think he is?)
Who am I? I'm the smartest nobody
Tired of being chased by the ones that don't run it
Tired of Making change for the ones that don't want it
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the host of the cold blooded
Can't be measured, Can't be owned, honey
I am a treasure, I don't know money
I am the ghost that they won't summon
I am the host of the cold blooded
Can't be measured, Can't be owned, honey
I am a treasure, I don't know money
Credits
Writer(s): Patrik Jensen, Jonas Bjorler, Marco Aro, Adrian Erlandsson, Ola Englund
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