More songs by We Came As Romans
Description
Producer: Drew Fulk
Composer: Joshua Moore
Composer: Lou Cotton
Composer: David Puckett
Composer: Nick Sampson
Composer: Drew Fulk
Composer: Andy Glass
Composer: Dave Stephens
Lyricist: Joshua Moore
Lyricist: Lou Cotton
Lyricist: David Puckett
Lyricist: Nick Sampson
Lyricist: Drew Fulk
Lyricist: Andy Glass
Lyricist: Dave Stephens
Lyrics and translation
Original
Slipping through the cracks while I look the other way
Desolate gray, cold days, decay
Withering, I've lost hope
Suffer through your ego
Cut six ways deep
Just to feed your pride
Obey, comply, the enemy was on the inside
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
It knows what you need
Automate, I agree, repeat, repeat
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
Redesigned, and now I see
So, I threw you in the grave that you made for me
You know that you failed me
But now I'm back with sharper teeth
To all my enemies
Yeah, you fucking tried, but you never got the best of me
Every enemy is a curse to break
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
It knows what you need
Automate, I agree (repeat, repeat)
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
Redesigned, and now I see
So, I threw you in the grave that you made for me to die in
A bed of nails for me to lie in
You tried to play me, don't you deny it
Departing words while the dirt hits your face
I survived, and you've been erased
So, get fucked
English translation
Slipping through the cracks while I look the other way
Desolate gray, cold days, decay
Withering, I've lost hope
Suffer through your ego
Cut six ways deep
Just to feed your pride
Obey, comply, the enemy was on the inside
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
It knows what you need
Automate, I agree, repeat, repeat
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
Redesigned, and now I see
So, I threw you in the grave that you made for me
You know that you failed me
But now I'm back with sharper teeth
To all my enemies
Yeah, you fucking tried, but you never got the best of me
Every enemy is a curse to break
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
It knows what you need
Automate, I agree (repeat, repeat)
Bow to the machine
Blind faith in a snake, what a mind game
Redesigned, and now I see
So, I threw you in the grave that you made for me to die in
A bed of nails for me to lie in
You tried to play me, don't you deny it
Departing words while the dirt hits your face
I survived, and you've been erased
So, get fucked