Song | Rise |
Artist | Machinae Supremacy |
Album | Redeemer (Underground Edition) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Ever since I knew the hive | |
I've been accumulating misery. | |
But I can see there are those who thrive | |
bloom in the age of Reality™. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I'd like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. | |
And in the urban hell where I live | |
Jaded like strays in the street | |
White trash scattering their "cribs" | |
No more than assholes with feet. | |
And somewhere along the line it seems | |
That "pimp" became cool and punk mainstream. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I'd like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I'd like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I'd like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. |
Ever since I knew the hive | |
I' ve been accumulating misery. | |
But I can see there are those who thrive | |
bloom in the age of Reality. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. | |
And in the urban hell where I live | |
Jaded like strays in the street | |
White trash scattering their " cribs" | |
No more than assholes with feet. | |
And somewhere along the line it seems | |
That " pimp" became cool and punk mainstream. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. |
Ever since I knew the hive | |
I' ve been accumulating misery. | |
But I can see there are those who thrive | |
bloom in the age of Reality. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. | |
And in the urban hell where I live | |
Jaded like strays in the street | |
White trash scattering their " cribs" | |
No more than assholes with feet. | |
And somewhere along the line it seems | |
That " pimp" became cool and punk mainstream. | |
Like legion they rise, my doomsday device. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
A different light, a different mind. | |
Inside, somewhere inside. | |
I' d like to find a different kind of you. | |
Nothing like you. |