Full of nothing
Empty inside
With zero personality
Crawling through this hell
Possessed by images you devour
By technology we are eclipsed
Our existence is futile!
Addicted to your machines
Controlled by your device
A hell of insecurities
Is who you really are
It's easier to be blind
Accepted socially
An imitation, emulation
Of what's supposed to be
Their faces always bright
They're glued to the screen
And when i see them marching
I want to disappear
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
Dance like a bitch now...
Move your tits...
Fake your life
Live your sin
Take this pill
Who are you?
Prefabrication of the being
Plastification of the soul
Defective packaging
Of broken down content
A picture in the gym
A slave of your proteins
Your life a show we all know
Your french bulldog hates you
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
In front of the majestic sea
My broken prisma i heal
While this f*cking world falls down!
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Full of nothing
Empty inside
With zero personality
Crawling through this hell
Possessed by images you devour
By technology we are eclipsed
Our existence is futile!
Addicted to your machines
Controlled by your device
A hell of insecurities
Is who you really are
It's easier to be blind
Accepted socially
An imitation, emulation
Of what's supposed to be
Their faces always bright
They're glued to the screen
And when i see them marching
I want to disappear
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
Dance like a bitch now...
Move your tits...
Fake your life
Live your sin
Take this pill
Who are you?
Prefabrication of the being
Plastification of the soul
Defective packaging
Of broken down content
A picture in the gym
A slave of your proteins
Your life a show we all know
Your french bulldog hates you
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
In front of the majestic sea
My broken prisma i heal
While this f*cking world falls down!
Empty inside
With zero personality
Crawling through this hell
Possessed by images you devour
By technology we are eclipsed
Our existence is futile!
Addicted to your machines
Controlled by your device
A hell of insecurities
Is who you really are
It's easier to be blind
Accepted socially
An imitation, emulation
Of what's supposed to be
Their faces always bright
They're glued to the screen
And when i see them marching
I want to disappear
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
Dance like a bitch now...
Move your tits...
Fake your life
Live your sin
Take this pill
Who are you?
Prefabrication of the being
Plastification of the soul
Defective packaging
Of broken down content
A picture in the gym
A slave of your proteins
Your life a show we all know
Your french bulldog hates you
Machines
New gods
Addicted
You're lost
Consume
To die
A new disease begins to rise
I feel the waves through me
Murders of my sympathy
Masters of banality
In front of the majestic sea
My broken prisma i heal
While this f*cking world falls down!
Writer: Isaac López, Manel Vicente
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid