Текст песни Music - THE HYBRIS

Music is a battery it is duality
Music's even there after the eulogy
Music is a red flag it is a bombtrack
Music snaps your finger and it snaps your neck

When I am rusted from the rain
Music is my king of pain
When there is nothing left to lose
Music is my policy of truth

When I feel dead inside
Music is here for me in my judgement night
It's the gentle art of making enemies
It is the prayer of the refugees

Like a violent pornography
Like a bittersweet symphony
When I am walking on the moon
Music is tick tick tick tick tick tick... booom

I keep your music in a heart-shaped box
I know your music can release the dogs

Music is a battery it is duality
Music's even there after the eulogy
Music is a red flag it is a bombtrack
Music snaps your finger and it snaps your neck

Music is hysteria it is insomnia
Music is my Jesus of suburbia
Music is a requiem it is my aeroplane
Music is insane in the membrane

Music is there to mezmerize
Music is there to hypnotize
Music is my church of noise
It is for 21st century digital boys

When time is running out
Music is there to take a look around
Music is my black hole sun
Music is there with song2 and with one

I keep your music in a basket case
I hear your music in the cars I chase

Music is a battery it is duality
Music's even there after the eulogy
Music is a red flag it is a bombtrack
Music snaps your finger and it snaps your neck

Music is toxicity it is my remedy
Music is my virtual insanity
Music is for Diane it is for Roxanne
Music is my last dance for Mary Jane