A cloudy vision A sense of grandeur I don't care what is wrong or right The earth is bleeding And secreting madness Petrified, gone dry inside The wheels keep turning And the clock is pounding And there's only more and more That I want
And through the things You can still feel the sounding Of the maze, of the place Where things still matter Chorus: Rock more Roll more Fuck more Pac-Man is loving it
Rock more Roll more Fuck more Pac-man is loving it
Consume until you bleed I'll get down on my knees
Chorus
Fuck
A loss of feeling A sense of numbness And it's spinning Like a top out of sight Climb out the window What the hell do you know? You don't even seem to put up a fight
Created by me, for me It's a place called reality Broken mirrors And broken promises made easily