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Smartbomb (2007)
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Take me away from this
Give me another dose
I don't know who to hit
But I sure know where to go
Your hero's worn and thin
No chance for us to win
We've all been fooled into a false identity

Come waste away your last days
Sign away your life today

I don't need anyone
To show me what we've done
Eyes open, mind is clear
And I can smell your fear
Abort, retry or fail
I just can't get my fill
Nothing left here but my descent

Every single contribution
Just leaves me here wanting more
Twenty-first century prostitution
Feed a hunger, starve a whore
Seemed to have worn out my wings
Maybe I should order me a new pair
Seemed to have misplaced my things
Looking for something that isn't there

Run, move along now
Our last days are already here
Come sing along now
Our song of everlasting fear
No auto shut off
No emergency brake
Time now to make my
Last mistake

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It's time for me to get away from here
Just thought you oughtta know the end is near
Did you honestly think it would've worked at all?
'Cause everything I've seen has only made me fall
There ain't much I can do now that I've seen the truth
There ain't much I can do now they've made me into one of you

Repent - for the kingdom of oblivion is at hand
Regret - not a thing for all's as it was planned
Reject - false gods, false hopes, and false ideals
Reset - push the button, game over, no more time to steal

Feed me more, fill me more
Lie to me before you leave me here to rot
Know just what you're doing
Can't believe I was the culprit all along
And I'll come looking for you when you least expect it
The punchline of it all is the fate of which I inherit

You need
We fight
You bleed
We die
They win
The game begins again
This time
We're lost
Inside
Media holocaust
It burns
You yearn
To feel the touch
Of your gun

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All good things must come to an end
The pages turn, the books still burn
Can't stop the bomb, can't avoid the descent
They all want to go and that's all we know
So throw me out of the fucking picture
So sorry about you and your single-serving crew
Playing by ear is how I've learned that no one cares at all
Anymore

Distracted, misinformed, mislead
To serve the machine
Sensory self-mutilated trip
Into captivity
Out with the old, bring the new guns in
Sick of the drugs that keep you thin
Been hanging on the telephone way too long
Just let it go
Just hang up

Hang up - separate yourself from the noise
Hang up - do it now before we're all destroyed
Hang up - just lose that unbelieveable shine
Hang up - return-to-sender, your mail-order bride

Beat the meat into submission
Nothing left alive at all to take
Wasted blood, infect transfusion
So much trash, our claim to stake
Little troop, don't fail me now
Kill off the one my TV hates
Winning team, now take a bow
Your useless adventure's far too great

Remorseless perverts with your obscenity
Fill me up, tie me up, tear me down

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Nothing
Left out here to save
Not a single hope for this world
Generation of decay
Flip the switch and take control
Am I part of the plan?
Have I really got the upper hand?
Take me back
To where it all began

Ready or not, just make it go
I'm comin' down to rock the boat
Ready or not, here I come
We've got no time to waste

Wake up and smell the plastic
This world is so elastic
Wake up to automatic
Lifestyles of homemade panic

Blood hot
Voltage on
Strapped tight
Target in sight
"Don't fall"
"Don't lose hold"
"Your mission just
Can't fold"

Remove me from this great unease
Remind me of my destiny

How the hell I got here
I don't recall
Seems like the last thing I'd expect
Is just what the doctor ordered
No time like now to heed
My long-awaited curtain call
It seems like the battle we've fought for years
Is finally worth something after all
"Take to the street your last word
Go out and make yourself heard
Don't be afraid to show them all just who they really are
Don't let a thing get in the way
Don't lose sight of the objective
And please remember we're all counting on you now"
I burn upon re-entry
For the crime of the century
I'm here to set aflame all that you have to offer and more
Can anyone imagine the risk that I am taking
I'm here to set things right
A final chance to stop the machine

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