F#@k with the Machine (H.McMillan)
from I don't want to be famous... by Jackson Greenhorn
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lyrics
Fuck with the Machine (By H.McMillan)
Mother... succour me and shelter me from myself
Drowning in the dust and grinding rocks for bread
The scorching, lifeless, ocean plains
These blatant costs offset the gains
And someone has to ask...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... can we cover other scars we have designed?
You are the victim of our time
But you suffer...But we're blind
Rain alone can't cleanse our sins
Or water soothe your open wounds
And in our dreams we scream...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... succour me and shelter me from myself
Drowning in the dust and grinding rocks for bread
The scorching, lifeless, ocean plains
These blatant costs offset the gains
And someone has to ask...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... can we cover other scars we have designed?
You are the victim of our time
But you suffer...But we're blind
Rain alone can't cleanse our sins
Or water soothe your open wounds
And in our dreams we scream...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... succour me and shelter me from myself
Drowning in the dust and grinding rocks for bread
The scorching, lifeless, ocean plains
These blatant costs offset the gains
And someone has to ask...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... can we cover other scars we have designed?
You are the victim of our time
But you suffer...But we're blind
Rain alone can't cleanse our sins
Or water soothe your open wounds
And in our dreams we scream...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... succour me and shelter me from myself
Drowning in the dust and grinding rocks for bread
The scorching, lifeless, ocean plains
These blatant costs offset the gains
And someone has to ask...How long can we fuck with the machine?
Mother... can we cover other scars we have designed?
You are the victim of our time
But you suffer...But we're blind
Rain alone can't cleanse our sins
Or water soothe your open wounds
And in our dreams we scream...How long can we fuck with the machine?
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from I don't want to be famous...,
released August 25, 2006
Written by Jackson Greenhorn (Henry McMillan)
Written by Jackson Greenhorn (Henry McMillan)
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