Compositor: Gustavo Riani
One, two, three
Ready or not, here I come
Slobbering in their need
To own it all in their greed
They spit and savour all your time
Their money on the day you die
I won’t be hypnotized by all their all the lies
Won’t live in their chemical paradise
I’ve got a blackhole memory
Blackhole, blackhole memory
But I say do me all you want
You can’t have the happy I got
Your control is nothing to me
'Cause in my mind and soul I'm free
Four, five, six, on a mark, get set, go!
Slandering all that’s truth
Hiding all of what they do
They hate and hoard up your dreams
Buy tickets to watch how you bleed
Seven, eight, nine, strike free, you're out!
Swaggering in their know
Screwing you out of your hope
They eat the meat off your bones
Deed you out of your very home
I won’t be hypnotized by all their all the lies
Won’t live in their chemical paradise
I’ve got a blackhole memory
Blackhole, blackhole memory
But I say do me all you want
You can’t have the happy I got
Your control is nothing to me
'Cause in my mind and soul I'm free
But I say do me all you want
You can’t have the happy I got
Your control is nothing to me
'Cause in my mind and soul I'm free
I’ve got a blackhole memory
I’ve got a blackhole memory
A blackhole memory
'Cause in my mind and soul I'm free
A blackhole memory