Robotics Songtext
von The Grand Silent System

Freedom of choice
Your voice, your tailor
That suits up
To fashion a victim
Form an opinion

Opinion can seperate
Partisan and media date cool
Wait to be spoonfed
Swallow a mouthful

Succumbing beneath
The weight that pins you
Under the finger
Condition and routine
For monetary value

Patterns can permiate
Little ripples and littles waves - drown in!
All this neccessity
The fundamental
Mental, mentals


See the pawn take centre stage
You′re a corpse you work to stay
Within your means
For more we fast we wait
Reward yourself the same
Return to minimal needs
The dead the cynical: breed

It is a concept
Does it fit you?
It is a concept within you
It is a concept
Does it fit you?
Saving your details
Condition you

See the pawn take centre stage
You're a corpse you work to stay
Within your means
For more we fast we wait
Reward yourself the same
Return to minimal needs
The dead the cynical: breed

Return to better days
Return to better days
Return to better days


Return to better days
Return to better days
Return to better days

Return to better days
Return to better days
Return to better days

Return to better days
Return to better days
Return to better days