Exodus کے بول

No more pain, no more laughter, no more dreams nor nightmares A flesh and bone automaton The heartless tin man drained out of his oils Unable to move on The cogs are jammed, no more pretending ignorance is bliss when you are Stuck in place Stuck in place Muses and demons locked inside the cages of an apathetic circus A dull spectacle They’ve been feeding them with bucket after bucket Of the chemical… So they can become Stuck in place Stuck in place (Skipping all the serotonin waves) Stuck in place Hollow machine programed to do the basic Mock-up humanoid Powered by prescription lithium batteries Imploding in a void Automatic speech, what a freak, he can’t handle his own thoughts Better stop, lock his mind in a jail of pills, words Stuck in place Stuck in place Stuck in place Stuck in place