Mutate
The change don't like to wait
Purge, infest, copulate
A prison wall, a perfect mall
Mob machine, a siren call
What's true? One is two
A billboard clone, once nothing's new
A secret voice is on the phone
Mary Mary Mac's a murder zone
The worl'd been ravaged, company
Stand in line complacently
You're done, left the cause
When the lanes went pause
Silent laws, prison bars
Ride the rails so silently
Tear it down consistently
TV face smiles to say
We live in a better place today
But we've all lost
Now we're back, back again
Time will take your only friend
Death march, long ago, words are gone
The music sold, a body dead
Right on your back
Savage force, a killer cop
We've tried to look the other way
Close the blinds, nothing to say
A surgeon's knife, plastic skin, placid soul
Thrown in the bin, commercialize, hypnotize
Your ego base cut down to size
Wrap the fence strong and tight
Scavenge through what is right
Leave it all, thrown off you back
Caution flack, peace attack
But we've all lost
I know it's true
You left for fame
From the love you knew
The door's left open
And away it closed
Cold day, air decay
War machine, the USA
Something pure was left behind
Looking back, it's hard to find
But we've all lost
Purge, infest, copulate
A prison wall, a perfect mall
Mob machine, a siren call
What's true? One is two
A billboard clone, once nothing's new
A secret voice is on the phone
Mary Mary Mac's a murder zone
The worl'd been ravaged, company
Stand in line complacently
You're done, left the cause
When the lanes went pause
Silent laws, prison bars
Ride the rails so silently
Tear it down consistently
TV face smiles to say
We live in a better place today
But we've all lost
Now we're back, back again
Time will take your only friend
Death march, long ago, words are gone
The music sold, a body dead
Right on your back
Savage force, a killer cop
We've tried to look the other way
Close the blinds, nothing to say
A surgeon's knife, plastic skin, placid soul
Thrown in the bin, commercialize, hypnotize
Your ego base cut down to size
Wrap the fence strong and tight
Scavenge through what is right
Leave it all, thrown off you back
Caution flack, peace attack
But we've all lost
I know it's true
You left for fame
From the love you knew
The door's left open
And away it closed
Cold day, air decay
War machine, the USA
Something pure was left behind
Looking back, it's hard to find
But we've all lost
Credits
Writer(s): Jason David Bazinet
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