"The Shifter" lyrics

"The Shifter"

Generic symbolic bullshit
Simplified cliche rehash
It's all streamlined
Adjusted to match
Pimped up junk rides
And a minimum life span

Consider a truth (and you hate it)
It's all just a game to you (so you lose)
I'll give you a clue (a foul taste to prove)
If you do what they pay you to do - what are you?

A common thief should feel more pride than you

Washed out dumbed down crash site
No brain conceptional straight faced lies
An army of well dressed mannequins
House broke clones without a clue as to why and what for

The harder you fight it (the more you lose)
Because it's all right there (in the fine print)
Never mind how you go about it
The sad truth
It's just a part of the process

A common thief should feel more pride than you

Move
Move the goods
Push
Keep pushing the product


album: "The Dead Eye" (2006)
The Haunted - The Dead Eye album cover
The Premonition
(Instrumental)
The Highwire
(Instrumental)
The Burden
(Japanese Bonus Track)
The Program
(Instrumental)
The Exit
(Hidden Track)
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