If this machine doesn't stop
What will you do if it never goes out
Never goes out of seasonIt never stops as it turns
There ain't no passion, yet it burns
Introducing my prisonLosing myself in this place
Soon I'm gone without a trace
Freed with that final incisionLook my heart it's a bird
It needs to sing and to be heard
Not this clockwork precisionAnd the machine grows idiotic
Who's gonna be its ingenious criticEverybody loves the perfect solution
To beat the odds against
The poorest possible substitution
What you see is never what you're gonna get
Everybody's playing revolution rouletteLeaves you no arguments to trade
You can try the key or you can wait
But the lock will not openSo you're left with sanity to lose
'Cause the machine is a ruse
Another invention to rule themIt's like a fistful of snake eyes
A hand grenade with bye byes
Like a million spent on nothingIt's kinda like a pick in their lock
When you never went, "Knock knock
Hello, anybody home? I'm coming in"
With a touch of forebodingAnd the machine grows parasitic
Who's gonna criticize the good criticEverybody lovesEverybody has the perfect solution
It's just hard to resist the sweet seduction
There ain't no trick to winning double what you bet
Welcome to revolution rouletteEverybody loves