Unconscious
When did the world turn cold?
With every day I wake, I wait & watch as this mess unfolds.
Machine men, machine hearts, machine minds.
We're all unconscious
But I will have my family and friends, over money and material things.
Hate won't rule my life.
(I'll live a life worth dying for.)
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
No, we won't sell our souls.
Undeterred - a diamond mind and a heart of gold.
One day we all drop dead.
So think with your heart and not with (your god damn head.)
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
I won't let my heart turn cold. No.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
Sometimes we think, think too much. (Sometimes we think, think too much.)
And we feel too little. (Sometimes we feel too little.)
Unconscious, we're all unconscious. (unconscious)
With every day I wake, I wait & watch as this mess unfolds.
Machine men, machine hearts, machine minds.
We're all unconscious
But I will have my family and friends, over money and material things.
Hate won't rule my life.
(I'll live a life worth dying for.)
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
No, we won't sell our souls.
Undeterred - a diamond mind and a heart of gold.
One day we all drop dead.
So think with your heart and not with (your god damn head.)
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
I won't let my heart turn cold. No.
Sometimes we think, think too much.
And we feel too little.
Unconscious, we're all unconscious.
Sometimes we think, think too much. (Sometimes we think, think too much.)
And we feel too little. (Sometimes we feel too little.)
Unconscious, we're all unconscious. (unconscious)
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Writer(s): Doyle Perez
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