Carphax Files - Pugnacious Fallacies lyrics

Leaning toward another world A world of the elite Infected spider on your skin Bite me again and again Locked inside your medieval maze No way inside to infect the sign All bets off...the turbo psycho Locked in logic Main streets on the way You are made of plastic and all your world is fake You are made of plastic With all your pugnacious fallacies We're the society Society of the elite