Sprung Monkey: Bleeding

Believing in my teachings just a babe of seventeen Pushed out into deception what we call reality Cold water on the face I see things I've never seen This dissolute place of pageantry is not a place for me So what are you made of 'Cause I'm trying to see through To what are you made of 'Cause I'm trying to see you A celestial light beams forgiveness While mental status it breeds dissension We scrape our efforts off the soles of our feet Through a red-eyed glaze we search for meaning To what are you made of 'Cause I'm trying to see through So what are you made of Cause I'm trying to see you You got to tell me something that I can believe in Come on and tell me Come on and tell me lies Cause I've been wondering so long It seems I've almost given up on the American dream What can you tell me to help me understand I've been bleeding my life away The constant struggle more everyday What can you tell me to make me understand About radical deformation, exploited confrontation We bask in the heat of a burning heart As we pray for our salvation Machines control our lives, machines to pacify Roll us in a steady fashion as life just passes by You say that no one cares, Ill natured yes you swear But it's all a begining to a tragic ending cause nothing's really there Machines control our lives, machines to pacify Roll us in steady fashion as life just passes Lies, lies, it's all a fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of Your words distinct it's all a fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of Life, life mother fuckin' life I'm not sure what to make of I'd rather not be subject to your mother fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of Life You say that no one care Ill natured yes you swear But it's all a begining to a tragic ending Cause nothing's really there Machines control our lives machines to pacify Roll us in steady fashion as life just passes by So pray for your soul as it walks out through candy land Holding tightly to what it wants to retain You're getting caught up in that web of deception Another dark soul that's coming for you Are you friend are you foe Speak to me Lies, lies it's all a fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of Your words distinct It's all a fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of I'd rather not be subject to your mother fuckin' lie I'm not sure what to make of Life