I like the sound of the broken pieses I like the lights that assign where she sits We got machines but the kids got jesus
Ought to move like we're off the namelist God can't hear you; they will fight you Watch them build a friend just like you Morning sickness XYZ Teenage girls with ESP [x2]
[chorus] Gimme the sound; to see Another world outside that's full of All the broken things that I've made Just give me a life to plea Another world outside that's full of All the awful things that are me
We like to dance but the dead go faster Turn up the slam? barcode blaster we want the cash of the drugs you're after Rise up control for the mixtape master Self - correction Mass - dissectiob Xbox brats on in detention Morning sickness XYZ Boys with bombs in NMA Compliancy, special casings Photograps that I'm erasing Phono slots with picture screens Girls with guns on LSD Self - infraction; Mass destruction Programmed for the final function Lab Rat King Rescue team Save me from the anarchy
[chorus] Gimme the sound; to see Another world outside that's full of All the broken things that I've made Just give me a life to plea Another world outside that's full of All the awful things that are me
Cause we are the last disease Another broken life that's full of All the awful thngs that are made And we got the eyes to see Another broken life that's full of All the awful things that are made