Old Data in a Dead Machine

Words create lies

Pain can be trusted

Yeah!

Fuck!

Eyes glued to the window pane

Til' the sun comes up to say

"Worry, fixate and then repeat"

Do you imagine their blood inside your head?

As far as I know, they're all already dead

Caught up in a comfortable lie

So why aren't you alive yet?

Pain can be trusted

Words create lies, pain can be trusted

Words create lies, pain can be trusted

Take your own advice before you take theirs

All you wanted was something

All you wanted was something

That something is nothing

Well, ain't that something?