Demise Automation -

Skin stitched to the bed

Windows left wide open

Itch as I

Paralyze

Beg for «now»

All the time

May a feeling come I’ll catch

I don’t wanna be like this

Separate

«I» from «I»

Automate

My demise

I don’t want to be like this

Staring at the cracks in the wall

Strangled by the hands of a clock

Spin

Faster

Time is up, let me go

Seratonin discontinued

Nostalgia’s running out

Just a classic case of «got to kick this shit out»

Time is up

Let me go

I’ll be waiting for the pipe dream bombs to burst

I got soul, so what (I got soul till it stops)

Turn the ins out

Let the bombs burst