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