Songtext von Black Machine

Rolling to the town of timid resistance Riding through this time I go the distance Could sit around think what might have been Like a two time looser But I'm riding out to grab my peace of the future Sometimes it's a bitter little world It's full of sad surprises Sometimes in a bitter little world You choke on the compromises You face a life of diminishing possibilities Heard the instinct and medeocrity Trying to blackmail your boyfriend into devotion You chained yourself to a push chair With negative emotion One stop shop for your disease But I'll be on a black machine Riding free A tragic comic pantomime of self indulgent posturing Two proud fools who are two condescending You can't hijack happiness with a matching Handbag and shoes You are what you think you are You always thought you would lose Sometimes it's a bitter little world It's full of sad surprises Sometimes in a bitter little world You choke on the compromises One stop shop for your disease But I'll be on a black machine Riding free Come on, come on Do, do, do