Dust lyrics

Some of the chances we take,

To make the money we make.

Manufacturing disease

The creature we can see



I`m pleased it some other day

And I`ve got something to say

You don`t need love

So get under the rock



Now, I have a mutated brain

It is the form that`s been made

You got for broke

With your prog rock show



Don`t you know what I mean?

The sick things that I`ve seen

When you don`t fall down

There`s a piercing sound



It was the sky that we learned

That we`re to spy on the bird

The clouds all feel

Where we don`t feel real



It was implied to make a caption

"It`s a pain world", is her reaction

We`ve answered why it`s not been action

we blow the ghosts, is this our faction



This was the movie we made

And we were shooting to fate

We gather dust when you said it`s a must



And in the end that we shake

It is the function that`s fake

We don`t feel real

You don`t know how it feels



Now, we`ve given up a lot

And we`ve gone right past the spot

We`re fueled inside

It`s the must that we hide



It was implied to make a caption

"It`s a pain world", is her reaction

We`ve answered why it`s not been action

We blow the ghosts, is this our faction



Now, I have a mutated brain

It is the form that`s been made

You got for broke

With your prog rock show



It was implied to make a caption

"It`s a pain world", is her reaction

We`ve answered why it`s not been action

We blow the ghosts, is this our faction



Blow
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