Strung Out - An American Paradox | Текст песни

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One gaze from its electric eye
Immortalizes you forever in their hearts and minds,
Messiah of the people savior of the servants on this
Runaway train without a cause.

Everyday I tell myself I gotta find a way
Out of this American Paradox.
Padding like a dog to the bone, that's going to splinter me
And they don't know what's best for my life.

Winding backwards, it creates a dischord that
Calls itself progression on a grande scale.
The supermodel monster turned crackhead at the wheel of this
Automated virgin sacrifice.

Everybody step in line, it's time to get your piece
Of the American Paradox.
Biting at the hand that fed me this illusion,
Now I'm in for the ride of my life.

This perversion gains it's momentum, my
Resistance turns to fear at it's changing face.
I sold my soul to forces still unknown
And I don't want it back now.

Prescription dementia, riddle-ated protection
From impurities of the heart and mind.
I've cancelled my subscription broken covenant, now
There is no question whose side are you on!

Everyday I tell myself I gotta find a way
Out of this American Paradox.
Biting at the hand that fed me this illusion,
Now I'm in for the ride of my life.

I don't want to feed myself the appetite of excess
And I don't want to be another voice in the wind.
Got it easy in a world that's not supposed to be,
It makes me wonder if I think too much about me.

In a world full of mirrors your reflection is all you see
And I can't stand what's becoming of me so
I'll scratch all my eyes out, rip this face off
And rebuild something new for the fucking world to choke on!

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