a***og Lyrics

Stay cold
Through all the dead ends
The one minute sensations and cheap imitations
Don't let your life become a passing trend
From empty s***es to the book of many faces
Is there any room for a beating heart in a digital wasteland?
It was broken from the start
We witnessed this firsthand
This was never the way it was supposed to be

I won't be a slave to the corporate machine
The tempting offers lead to darker things
When you wake up you will finally see
America, land of the third degree
I am dangerous
I am dangerous

Stay cold
Through all the dead ends
The one minute sensations and cheap imitations
Or am I just a passing trend?
From empty s***es to the book of many faces
Is there any room for a beating heart in a digital wasteland?
It was broken from the start
We witnessed this firsthand
This was never the way it was supposed to be
From empty s***es to the book of many faces
Is there any room for a beating heart in a digital wasteland?
It was broken from the start
We witnessed this firsthand
This was never the way it was supposed to be