Misgiving 2000 Lyrics - Cadaveres De Tortugas

A dream made of plastic 

Desire sways me 

Death by the central power 

Will find you maybe 

Torture-awakening 

Brain-dead loneliness 

Mass drifts with the current 

Are they really humen? 

I hate this techno-logical belief 

I don't wanna talk to answering machines 

Mass-loneliness in this age of disease 

Why don't you let me hide behind my dreams? 

Soul has been left behind 

Blind fight into a passion 

Sell yourself as a member of the 

daily-routine nation