Grand Mox Turkin Lyrics

Today the horde machine went rolling.
In sequence grasp, prepared to falter.
We were born to self destruct on birth row,
On birth row.
And still the question remains.
Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.
Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.

An hour glass is punctured yearning.
This malevolent structured duplicates.
But we all love to disobey on birth row,
On birth row.
And still the question remains.
Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.
Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.

I was the fuse,
But your truth will always trust,
But your truth will always trust.
And the question still remains.
We're nothing but a bunch of mistakes.
What a sorry excuse for a human being.
The question remains.

Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.
Everything is spit and shined,
Everything is wiped out twice to make sure,
Nothing's in our mind.

(Mind.)