Lines are broken
They've given motor skills
Take at face value

The direction that suits you
Move with the pull
A generous function

The x-ray of today
The only one that greets you is the half-ass hand


Close to open
Don't give a %#@!
Take at face value

The half $$# hand
The one that deceives you
You'll follow the pull

Delirious function
Wake up from the dream
This one reality

We have seen

Take it away

It's put me to shame
The motorskill


Words come broken
In a spinning world
Spinning through my head

The direction that suits you
To cure or kill
I'm walking with immortals

Etch the surface
Take it all away
Now we have seen

The motorskill

Lines come broken

Twisting you down
The crooked mind way with your head
Underground now

You let them control you
The generated dream
The one they supplied you

The one you've always seen