Digital Man

I can see in the dark
So you're not pulling the wool you little turn coat prick
And no one's buying your act so now you're poor
So what you say it ain't worth shit
Like you've got your ear to the ground and I should throw out my gear cause
Im just not in style
You're a dead man walking mother fucker and you won't
Need a funeral you've been dead for awhile
So all your words retract, wish you could take it back

And now I'm ready to go from the pan to the fire and my heart has grown cold
No use banging my head when my brain is on fire and your game is so old
I had a lot to say but it means fuck all and listen after I'm gone
I'll shift my state, become something I hate
Because I told you before I just have to move on
When either way you lose, this is a fucking rouse
When now I know you are the...

Cynical, digital man part of the machine
You're just a pivotal, criminal
Cynical, digital man part of the machine
You are subliminal, digital...

Don't need a label to sit back and do fuck all and then tell me I'm wrong
Don't want to listen to someone who can't write a lick let alone a whole song
And I don't need your prayers, I need to pull heavy and I'll never back track
We need to charge up the guns and then fire away and press on the attack
There is no shelter here, so I become the atmosphere
Just watch me disappear

When I can't think of the words you serenade in melody I wish I'd never heard
And my patience has been thinned I not certain I can take it As my head begins to spin
As I'm pissing in the wind cause you're a

Cynical, digital man part of the machine
You're just a pivotal, criminal
Cynical, digital man part of the machine
You are subliminal, digital
Criminal



Credits
Writer(s): Anton Delost, Aaron Lavigueur, Stefan Loebus
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