Pixelate - Volumes

Force fed faster

Like there’s nothing left to eat again

Transmissions miles away

I know you’re broken just like me

Right hand plastered

With my left one going down the drain

And everything you say to me and show to me

It makes me want it more

Crawling on my knees

So tell me what I need again

All that I can see

It’s taking me so long to give and not bleed

Another stem, another sign to plant your seed

(Save me)

Tell me everything you believe

(Listen)

Expect the worst in a glimpse of me

(Save me)

Expect the worst when you hear from me

Born to breed

Wait in line another minute

Born not free

Never over 'til it’s finished

It’s hard to see a concept

When it’s time to cut the chord again

Always standing on shallow ground

Misery’s all I’ve got now

Dead to a generation

In a twenty first century pixelate

Who did I need more?

Who did I need more?

Expect the worst in glimpse of me

Expect the worst when you hear from me

Born to breed

Wait in line another minute

Born not free

Never over 'til it’s finished

Save me

Like there’s nothing else

Set me free

Like there’s nothing left

Give me a reason to see this through

Because I’m so far gone

So far from you

Force fed faster

Like there’s nothing left to eat again

And everything you say to me

And show to me

It makes me want it more

Born to breed

Born not free