The universe is shifting in traffic
Airwaves are vibrating in static
The earth is tangled in rapid
Chaos is back in the habit
Find your left, find your right
You might find the distance on each side
Find your left, find your right
The modern mechanism's the life
The modern mechanism's the life
Avoiding the scent of all dreams
Crawling beneath this scenery
Ignoring the pit of our obscene
We hide in shame of suffering
We're violent machines
Fighting for the appeal
Of the hunter and his gun
Who's hunting down everyone
Find your left, find your right
You might find the reference to reach light
Find your left, find your right
The modern mechanism's the life
The modern mechanism's the life
Anger boils in your veins
Blood is soil in the plain
And frustration's a loosened guide
When modern mechanism's the life
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