Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves
Look at the f*cking faces
Disgustingly stoic and always the same
The spokes in the wheel
The ghosts of routine
The f*cking machines that have no names
Fall under the weight of the world
Like a thousand screams in one, suffering in unison
Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves
Look at the f*cking faces
Disgustingly stoic and always the same
The spokes in the wheel
The ghosts of routine
the f*cking machines that have no names
Fall under the weight of the world