Life means being perfect day by day
Restless
I need somebody's help to get away
Don't trust no one
They don't want you
They want your pay
Win or loose
Machinery, destroying what I want to be
Machinery, there's nothing that you get for free
Reporters work for those who pay them well
Ruthless
The top priority is just to sell
Obey or die
If you don't play the game
You'll die
Win or loose
Machinery, doesn't care about you and me
Machinery, got no choice at all
The public wants to be fed with big lies
Illusions, images and dreams
Turns fools into kings, let genies die meanwhile
The glory's half as bright as it seems to be, yeah
Why don't you really love the things you do?
Liar
No matter what it is, it won't be true
b**h of success
You sold your honor
For the gold
Win or loose
Machinery, destroying what I want to be
Machinery, got no choice at all
Machinery, there's nothing that you get for free
Machinery, hear the salesman's call