Three Mile Pilot - Inner Bishop | Текст песни

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• Three Mile Pilot
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build your battalion, set your distance
build your inventions, here stems the invasion
try not to reach what is nor what was but just a handful to claim as yours

don't want to extend
don't want to know what I might leave behind
don't understand the prison inside us all

step over me
our father dusting the crops as did chernobyl
does it keep us alive
to bring on the new lathe
when you can't wash it off
you gotta keep it down
you can't turn the wheel
you gotta escape the line

you gotta turn your self into something you
don't like
we've known it all along and it's all or none
take it all at once, it's in all of us
and we fight the wheel, it's this need to control

things will swell and except us all
cramped beneath the rivet
the blood spills like a river
then flying without wings
will get you put on the stake
they'd like to see you there

from inside this cement
nest I breed and I don't always like what I see
how they mark on me I don't know I can't
always invite what's in store

set up
shut down
it'll burn you out
you are the wheel

step over me
our father dusting the crops as did chernobyl
does it keep us alive
to bring on the new lathe
when you can't wash it off
you gotta keep it down
you can't turn the wheel
you gotta escape the line

you gotta turn your self into something you
don't like
we've known it all along and it's all or none
take it all at once, it's in all of us
and we fight the wheel, it's this need to control