Unbroken
The Setup
Up on top rain falls in a sedative form Soaking the masses from warm A means of addiction will be your means of power Grounded with submission So we won`t seek a truth Clear the smoke from my eyes Clean the toxins from my mind For today try to escape this disease Which can`t flee Give us your habits Medicine our thoughts Let us play this game In which we already lost Set up must fold Set up kill Your control falls
From Letras Mania