| Song | Too Much, Too Little |
| Artist | Cryptic Slaughter |
| Album | Money Talks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Crooks, Nicholson | |
| You're advancements in technology | |
| Aren't all they're cracked up to be | |
| Life becomes more complicated | |
| Human knowledge becomes outdated | |
| Is that what you meant to do? | |
| Use the world as your tool | |
| No room for my own beliefs | |
| This nightmare becomes reality | |
| Too much technology | |
| Too little control | |
| Machines replace people | |
| Wires replace their souls | |
| World with little to lose | |
| And even less to gain | |
| Time stands still | |
| As the worms eat into my brain | |
| The worms eat into my brain | |
| I won't be made machine | |
| I'd rather stay myself, human being | |
| Another number in the book of life | |
| Another robot seeing through your eyes | |
| Time slips by as my mind decays | |
| It seems to get worse every fucking day | |
| You see a country on the rise | |
| What I see is a country's deciline | |
| I've begun to see new light | |
| My future dreams are in my sight | |
| You can't take my strong resistance | |
| I see beyond your shallow existence | |
| With time you'll control it all | |
| The world awaits on your call | |
| You'll have the power that you need | |
| For your mechanic society |
| zuo ci : Crooks, Nicholson | |
| You' re advancements in technology | |
| Aren' t all they' re cracked up to be | |
| Life becomes more complicated | |
| Human knowledge becomes outdated | |
| Is that what you meant to do? | |
| Use the world as your tool | |
| No room for my own beliefs | |
| This nightmare becomes reality | |
| Too much technology | |
| Too little control | |
| Machines replace people | |
| Wires replace their souls | |
| World with little to lose | |
| And even less to gain | |
| Time stands still | |
| As the worms eat into my brain | |
| The worms eat into my brain | |
| I won' t be made machine | |
| I' d rather stay myself, human being | |
| Another number in the book of life | |
| Another robot seeing through your eyes | |
| Time slips by as my mind decays | |
| It seems to get worse every fucking day | |
| You see a country on the rise | |
| What I see is a country' s deciline | |
| I' ve begun to see new light | |
| My future dreams are in my sight | |
| You can' t take my strong resistance | |
| I see beyond your shallow existence | |
| With time you' ll control it all | |
| The world awaits on your call | |
| You' ll have the power that you need | |
| For your mechanic society |
| zuò cí : Crooks, Nicholson | |
| You' re advancements in technology | |
| Aren' t all they' re cracked up to be | |
| Life becomes more complicated | |
| Human knowledge becomes outdated | |
| Is that what you meant to do? | |
| Use the world as your tool | |
| No room for my own beliefs | |
| This nightmare becomes reality | |
| Too much technology | |
| Too little control | |
| Machines replace people | |
| Wires replace their souls | |
| World with little to lose | |
| And even less to gain | |
| Time stands still | |
| As the worms eat into my brain | |
| The worms eat into my brain | |
| I won' t be made machine | |
| I' d rather stay myself, human being | |
| Another number in the book of life | |
| Another robot seeing through your eyes | |
| Time slips by as my mind decays | |
| It seems to get worse every fucking day | |
| You see a country on the rise | |
| What I see is a country' s deciline | |
| I' ve begun to see new light | |
| My future dreams are in my sight | |
| You can' t take my strong resistance | |
| I see beyond your shallow existence | |
| With time you' ll control it all | |
| The world awaits on your call | |
| You' ll have the power that you need | |
| For your mechanic society |