Man Or Machine - K-the-I???, Mestizo

Stripped of your visitation rights

It’s godfather analog

A reinvention of the secret weapon

Eat the apple

Eve and atom bomb

Demeaning meaning

You’re a two-stepper

Running backwards

Leap into the deep abyss

Flash your thirsty teeth

Reaching for a cash purse

Wishing bone

Crack a rib

Crash the high horse from broken land of all hopelessness

And leave it as it is

Dead and beat

Feetless sober wit over with

Slowly leading to the pit by hand

BBQ smoke and nosey kids

Dove into the Zoser mentality

Like pass around degrees as we approach the end

The time is now

How did it even come to this?

Run and get your lost minded infant

Good riddance

Chapter one is over

Really I’m in control of what I thought you already knew

Climbing towards infinity

With the ability to remake the living arrangement come true

For instance we claim to be innocent

You’re polluting the mind misused

Your mind is shallow as an open grave

Empty promises

The piss blood pumps thru the heart

With shards of glass and paper thin consciousness

Market to the mass land populous

It’s on and poppin'

At the mountain top

Ready for collapsing on a village

Local locksmith with guns cocked

An automatic upgrade

Hail stops

It’s raining bullets on a long awaited bomb’s drop

Countdown to 2012

Hell’s crossfire sells itself without any low-grade demon’s help

Let’s rock and roll

Lock and load

Stop drop and roll

And salute the liberty until it rocks the bells

Assemble Voltron

You got served

Inside scoop according to the venue

What’s to happen to the world now?

Making until you remember our past life rescued

Reincarnated

Hyper extended peace love ballads

Dance Dance Revolution

Two-step in the name of organizing malice

What’s the world coming to?

No satellites despite us monitored to get along

What happen to actual fact?

They broke it down in fractions in this song

Are they man or machine now?

Disassemble readjust

We’re just cyborgs formed at the spleen

How about a hand for admirers and fans

Making the transformation into stars

Out the favorite starving artist’s blistering fingertips and random thought

Mutated

Manufactured and mass marketed

Hell of a plan for a bunch of narcissists

Scheming grand eloquently

So fuck it

Run with the pack

Save yourselves

And let your savior pick up the slack

Self-mutilation isn’t only a once-a-week ritual

It’s a necessity

Glam in fact

Guide your people blindfolded through the gauntlet

With their hands tied behind their back

And let them make their own decisions

Falling off the edge

Rare moments I’ve compared to the end of the world

We’ve learned more then we asked for

Can’t complain

It helps me maintain my sense of emotion to the brain

Sentiment and action to the uses aligned and arranged

Still I was going on

Slingshot bypassing the obvious change

'Cuz temporary satisfaction

Floats through the brains of men

Like if it every really happened

And it all just came and went

And sin’s a deadliest attraction

And the devil she plays to win

Make reality what you imagine

And one thoughts where it all begins

And I’m completely and utterly unimpressed by your animation

It’s canned amazement

Couldn’t caress a woman’s desperation

Of a young man’s gun damned nation

Old soul that demolish your road home

No safe haven

A safe way out

Earth quaking

No explosive

Pole vaulting to thin air

You catapulted from your fact lift

Hello my fair derivative comrade

Sadly the mistakes I’ve made stayed

Wouldn’t trade anything in the world to replace my alpha and omega miss had

Along with my feelings towards life

Forget that

Hate it

But you gotta love it

I got some energy moving along despite measurements of the mishaps

What’s the world coming to?

No satellites despite us monitored to get along

What happen to actual fact?

They broke it down in fractions in this song

Are they man or machine now?

Disassemble readjust

We’re just cyborgs formed at the spleen

Projectiles

Reptiles

And all sorts of things that go bump in the nightmare

John Mayer compared to rock and roll?

Down to the riverbanks

Closed down tomorrow

We’ll be open

Moping around looking for something to get into

Yes so you are to believe missing?

I seen you in person

Press the key

Whodini friends

How many of us actually even have them?

Not that you’re the one

Just because you’re planning to make it

Opportunity strikes and the leeches were planning to take it

For the sake of balance I felt to entice revenues makeshift

Give it a chance

I keep moving before crawling

Whispers distance itself

Nature applies ocean on the shelf seashore

Were you sure you actually wanted more of my help?

I felt what it felt like to hurt

Ewoks are just mechanized tumbleweeds

Not to sound absurd but someone something sometimes words sound different

What’s the world coming to?

No satellites despite us monitored to get along

What happen to actual fact?

They broke it down in fractions in this song

Are they man or machine now?

Disassemble readjust

We’re just cyborgs formed at the spleen