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 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