Universal Trilogy
strange disease
I can see the reasons
I can feel the pain
When they put their microchips in me
I can tell from their faces
I can tell from their words
And I know whoâs behind all this
Donât say that itâs alright
Donât say that itâs ok
The news so bad and itâs cold today
Itâs a strange disease and itâs here to stay
Brings me down to the ground
And I donât get it anyway
Iâve got no shoes to runaway
There are no more words for me to pray
Brings me down to the ground
And I donât get it
I can taste bitter
I can smell the dirt
When they put their microwaves in me
I can match all the pieces
I can change the rules
I donât want to sell my soul to hell