Psych Machine
It's just my life let me mess around, its not my job to care
Don't save it for a rainy day, cuz its already here
Break the trance and light the fuse, cuz she's no longer there
Waiting on the saint of circumstance, bout time she reappear
Where ever you go they watch you work
Here when you go, there when you thirst
Whisper again the watch word, man's on the phone
Circuits been blown
She keeps sending eye messages, the fortress has a spy
An apolitical scientist, who'll tell you the truth from a lie
The fix is getting devious so cry your according tears
Always passing thru never here to stay
So ready your landing gear
Nowhere to go but out of here, down in a hole
Just need some time
Where you go they watch you dream
Clothes on the line frozen in time
Papa don't preach and mama don't tell me
What it is that I've got
They got you on a leash, your head is like a radio
You can't turn it off
Oooh I can't turn it off, I tried so hard
So put it down and put it all to bed, I can't turn it off
Its got no soul its just a psych machine, world wide
Flat on your back and all the money's spend, its all gone
Dawn comes crashing through your shattered screen
Tell me a lie and tell me that life's okay
Tell me a lie, and tell me that life's oh, tell me that life's okay
Don't save it for a rainy day, cuz its already here
Break the trance and light the fuse, cuz she's no longer there
Waiting on the saint of circumstance, bout time she reappear
Where ever you go they watch you work
Here when you go, there when you thirst
Whisper again the watch word, man's on the phone
Circuits been blown
She keeps sending eye messages, the fortress has a spy
An apolitical scientist, who'll tell you the truth from a lie
The fix is getting devious so cry your according tears
Always passing thru never here to stay
So ready your landing gear
Nowhere to go but out of here, down in a hole
Just need some time
Where you go they watch you dream
Clothes on the line frozen in time
Papa don't preach and mama don't tell me
What it is that I've got
They got you on a leash, your head is like a radio
You can't turn it off
Oooh I can't turn it off, I tried so hard
So put it down and put it all to bed, I can't turn it off
Its got no soul its just a psych machine, world wide
Flat on your back and all the money's spend, its all gone
Dawn comes crashing through your shattered screen
Tell me a lie and tell me that life's okay
Tell me a lie, and tell me that life's oh, tell me that life's okay
Credits
Writer(s): Sloan Martin
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