Ground

Well, I been counting hands in the air, yeah
 I say they lift up their prayers to the air, yeah
 I see the life that they live
 Time that they give to the air, it don't seem fair, yeah
 C'mon, something is wrong with the machine
 Your aberration slowly drain
 You of your will to be
 You of your will to be yourself
 I got that feeling like something was missing
 What about that feeling like something is wrong?
 Hey, just one question
 With both of us in the backseat
 Who the fuck's driving?
 You see the man in the ground, yeah
 Watch me cover him up with the brown, yeah
 I see you wait for a sign
 You sit on the line 'em up
 Let the master decide, yeah
 Something is wrong with the machine
 Your aberration slowly drain
 You of your will to be
 You of your will to be yourself
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 I found a picture at the bottom of my closet
 I haven't seen it since the day that it was shot
 Please recognize the odds are okay
 I don't wanna throw the dice (terrified)
 You might throw a ball
 I just don't tie today, tie today
 Tie him to the ring, tie him to the ring
 Tie him to the ring
 I got that feeling like something is missing
 What about that feeling like something is wrong?
 Something is wrong, yeah
 Something is very wrong
 Something is very fucking wrong