Modern Disease

When the wheels begin to roll
When the caution red lights give the way to brighter Sun
When the body hits the ground
That’s when you realize the price they pay to grind their own souls

A pretty performance! Coffee and cocaine!
Living at this dawn! Dying in this cage!

If you want to get these red pills
No one will bring these to you
If you hope they strike the windmills
Just wait them change your point of view

Now, you see the gears working
Now, you know which wires always make you have no doubts
Suddenly, the Sun has gone
Suddenly, you’re back home thinking how it’s going wrong

A perfect foolish! Nothing to say!
Make your last wish! Die like a slave!

If you want to get these red pills
No one will bring these to you
If you hope they strike the windmills
Just wait them change your point of view