Texty:
Red Feed The Machine

and feed the machine) It grows inside, nowhere to hide (Give up give up and feed the machine Give up give up and feed the machine) They pull you faster

feed the machine) It grows inside, nowhere to hide (Give up give up and feed the machine Give up give up and feed the machine) They pull you faster the

My faith has made thee whole. Well, hello there, Mick J. Sorrenson on the all night time machine, we're going to play some good songs tonight. ... I'm

about fuel force feeding what was left wasn't much unrelative and all out of touch passion pushed off and never never again bleeding red and real now

just around the bend how will i manage to survive while i'm fighting this fiend? welcome to the american machine oh i see the river red, the government, the pentagon, choose to feed

ll have to stay In open arms we put our trust, they put us on a big red bus Twin spirits soaking up a dream, fuel to feed the press machine After years

wa wa wa wa BLUH! [police sirens] [machine gun fire] [La the Darkman] Darkman, came do my thing, the Bee sting Assassinate your whole team with the forty red

PARSON: Listen, do you hear them drawing near in their search for the sinners? Feeding on the power of our fear and the evil within us Incarnation of

tin But no, so dipping my hand in the back of my jeans I grabbed a handful of coins to feed the machine "Hey, step up and play", each machine seemed