Syphon(Explicit)

The line blurs out of focus now my senses cloud

I'm falling

Numb again

I feel it taking over me the day falls dark there's no light in

The end The old synthetic stale routine makes the faces mold and

Start to look the same

All the same

Why hate someone when

I've got you

Stay still and shut the f**k up till

I'm through

It's my turn to play you my tune

They trick you with money and make-up eyes they deceive

You and feed on what

Your money buys

They shove down their visual imagery our naive nature enables their disease

Disease Why hate someone when

I've got you

Stay still and shut the f**k up till

I'm through

It's my turn to play you my tune

It's my f**kin' turn

You think you can make me like you

Want you

Do you think you could show me

Could I be as cool as you

Do you think you could teach me to look as sad as you

It finds you it chokes you it eats you until it sucks you

In again and again and

Again and again

Why hate someone when

I've got you

Stay still and shut the f**k up till

I'm through

It's my turn to play you my tune

Why hate someone when

I've got you

Stay still and shut the f**k up till

I'm through

It's my turn to force feed you

It's my f**kin turn

You think you can make me like you

Want you