Transcend the Machine
A bottle of whiskey, a bottle of pills
You're still trying to change the way you feel
You're broken and empty
You're hollow inside
There's one thing that'll ease your mind
now stand up!
STAND UP!
Think with your own mind or stand on the sidelines
Tell me right now what you want it to be
Feed us with headlines and drown us in deadlines
Choking on the ashes of your facias decree
Now stand up!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Hide with a fake smile, but feel that your on trial
You're only adding to the corporate greed
Trapped in your own hell, Identities for sale
Pay the price for what you want but not what you need stand up!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Now be the one, the prodigal son
That makes the whole damn world with they wouldn't have judged
They want to see you fall, and tell you you're wrong
They want to be in control but they ain't running the show
Now be the one, the son of a gun
that proves them all wrong and takes the all to the sun YEAH!
Rise above the machine!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Transcend the machine
You're still trying to change the way you feel
You're broken and empty
You're hollow inside
There's one thing that'll ease your mind
now stand up!
STAND UP!
Think with your own mind or stand on the sidelines
Tell me right now what you want it to be
Feed us with headlines and drown us in deadlines
Choking on the ashes of your facias decree
Now stand up!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Hide with a fake smile, but feel that your on trial
You're only adding to the corporate greed
Trapped in your own hell, Identities for sale
Pay the price for what you want but not what you need stand up!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Now be the one, the prodigal son
That makes the whole damn world with they wouldn't have judged
They want to see you fall, and tell you you're wrong
They want to be in control but they ain't running the show
Now be the one, the son of a gun
that proves them all wrong and takes the all to the sun YEAH!
Rise above the machine!
We live our lives, believe their lies
We're afraid to stand alone
Conformity, we have a social screen disease
Transcend the machine
Transcend the machine
Credits
Writer(s): Mick Blankenship
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