Cold plastic faces,
numb empty spaces.

The thin and the hollow,
living to follow.

You'll never know love without betrayal,
open up your door and down you sail.

If it sings your song you know it's got to be right,
the more you belong, the less that you'll fight!

CHORUS:
Bowing down one way, spitting the other,
throwing your stone then running for cover.
Stand on your brother to get to the top,
Anon this wave - machine never stops.

Hear me I'm screaming, tell me I'm dreaming.
Nothing erases your plastic face.

CHORUS:
Bowing down one way, spitting the other.
Throwing your stone then running for cover.
Stand on your brother to get to the top,
I know this world, machine never stops.

It's the end...it's the end. It's the end of the story. It's the end.

GUITAR SOLO

CHORUS:
Bowing down one way, spitting the other.
Throwing your stone then running for cover.
Stand on your brother to get to the top,
I know this wave, there's no way to stop.

It's the end.



Por Felipe Graziuso Bueno