Paroles de Static

Static in his sterile white attire he mixes potent drinks skin peeled back from fumigation never seen the light of day he mixes dishes to grant our wishes think we pay? he wires fame and shame to keep us high for one more day swirling through the gas he holds the antidote so as we choke he can wave and gloat can i have some more static I just adore static he laughs without a smile his eyes set in steel a human being who cannot feel you want a fight you want a life you want to see through static.