Medical lyrics

facts round to false statements state what you meant the meaning gets lost under management i've grown disinterested in numbers the passing cars of four-wheeled hearts just exhaust and cancer heard a whisper for a wishing in a gas station i was thinking 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 tell me how you fell tell me how you feel tell me how how how do you feel now imitating machines before long with mechanical dreams i'm not what you meant you're not what i mean dirty developments never go home clean