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Текст: Riot. Sons Of Society. Bad Machine.


I use my silence as a wall to keep me safe until i fall.
Hide from all uncertainty, that's right.
I crept onto your darkened cage
Awake all oyur primal rage
To find out what you want from me.
And so i wait, invision
all that i can state, citizens and all are freee yea

I'll keep fighting to the end
For my innocence defend
I've...lost all but everything from the fire.
I have seen, bad machine.

I'll use my conscience as a guide to change
My future you're implied, a bit of some insanity.
I strike a match near Kerosene to rid the eyes of fantasy.
No i'm never to be seen
And so i wait the future's forty years too late
Or somewhere there along the way yea

I'll keep fighting to the end
For my innocence defend
I've...lost all but everything from the fire.
I have seen, bad machine.

And so i wait, the future's forty years
Too late, or somwhere there along the way yea.

I'll keep fighting to the end
For my innocence defend
I've...lost all but everything from the fire.
I have seen, bad machine.

I'll keep fighting to the end
For my innocence defend
I've...lost all but everything from the fire.
I have seen, bad machine.
oh bad machine that's what i am yea oh that's right yea