Queensryche - Screaming in digital

Tekst :

I am the beat of your pulse
The computer word made flesh
We are one you and I
We are versions of the same
When you can see what I feel
Don t turn your back on me
Or you might find that your dreams
Are only program cards

Your mind is open for me
Open for intake of all propaganda
Your Eyes see now what to see
My eyes see only the programs you give me

I ll teach you to laugh and to cry
They re really the same you ll see
All of the why s in your life
Are under my control
Feed me more lines
I will try to tell you all I can
Before the light you must know what lies
Behind my screams

I can t tell you all I know
Am I the son that you ve always been wanting
There s more to me than what shows
Are you my father
The one that was promised

Hush now, I ll give all you need to know
and pre-live your dreams for you
You re a good boy

Freedom belongs only to those
Without video screens
For eyes and mouth

You have no voice
To be heard my son
No one can hear when you reScreaming in Digital

I m not your slave
You can t control my emotions
No Father, please let me keep learning

Can t you see I m human
Can t you tell

I m not your slave
Oh Father no
Please don t keep me from dreaming
Oh can t someone hear

Inne utwory

  • When the rain comes
  • Open
  • Last time in Paris
  • Dirty Lil secret
  • Nightrider
  • How could i
  • The lady wore black
  • A murderer
  • Sign of the times
  • Tribe
  • Waiting for 22
  • Re-arrange you
  • The whisper
  • Hero
  • Gonna get close to you
  • Another rainy night
  • One foot in hell
  • The voice inside
  • Hit the black
  • Losowe utwory

    Must be Bobby

    Bo-bby.. Bo-bby.. Bo-bby..
    Bo-bby..
    Bo-bby.. Bo-bby.. Bo-bby..
    Bo-bby.. Bo-bby.. Bo-bby.. Bo-bby..

    [RZA]
    Psssh. Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo! {*Bobby Digital sound*}
    Yo.. Bobby
    Yo, yo, RZA Bobby
    Yo, yo, RZA Bobby
    B-Bobby, yo
    Hit the bodega for a 40 ounce son, Garcia Vega...

    Jimmy gets high

    Jimmy you know, everybody hates you when you re living off rock n roll
    So you get high tonight
    And Jimmy you lied, I wonder if you ever get yourself back here alive
    So you get high tonight

    Cause you don t need nobody to make it on...

    Not real (Cyber girl nr 6)

    Hello there boy
    Enter your code
    Then choose the mode
    This night s too long
    To be spent alone
    I could be sweet
    Play hard to get
    Blonde or brunette
    Glow on your screen
    Like a mirrorball
    Tell me what you want
    Tell me what you need
    Tell me whom...

    True

    Sun come shining through
    You are still dreaming
    I can hardly believe it
    I’m here with you

    Lying in you arms
    I hear you breathing
    I tried to capture the moment
    That I share with you

    Can this be true
    I belong to you
    You belong to me

    Another round

    When she goes storming out
    I run for cover
    Rolling like thunder clouds,
    Hanging above her
    Ringing the witching hour
    Spells that im singing
    Rain come and drown me out
    Sinking deep below

    Can you go for another round
    I will follow you down and out
    Lets go another...