Machinex: Rosered


There's a fine line between the vain and dirt
A thought of genocide in my everblack skull
'cos the mindgames I never wanted to play
And they all float in the river of blood

I wish there was a way supressing distrust
Erasing all the colours that mislead us
'cos pretty soon the only one is rose red

Gotta see if the bullet makes it's way
through the bullshit no one's liable for
If we still hanged every liar and thief
There would be none to avoid the swing

I wish there was a way supressing distrust
Erasing all the colours that mislead us
'cos pretty soon the only one is rose red