Billions of People Lyrics

Hallucinations of watching things grow,
we freedom fighters, the people say so.
Old politricks makes the wheels go, go.
All things get old, but no, nothing must grow.

My recollection has me swimming in fear
Vampires were ??? in vampire gear.
Where is the life after all of these years?
One by one, disappear.

If you
just take a minute to take in what you see,
if you
just take a minute to take in what you see
what course of action has led you to me.
B-I-L-L-I-O-N-S of people.

"I love the child," the mother say so, but
they make machines, ones without the controls.
They must not get ???, but the people don't know.
It shows in the face, that's as far as it goes.

Billions of people.

(Fashion is so ghetto,
no one says "Hello".
Plastic not metal,
such is the life.)

(Crystal clear, cloudy and yellow.
No one says "Hello".
High fashion is so ghetto,
such is the life.)

I love the city, the people should know, but
I hate the city that suppresses the soul.
A curse on the ones who love only gold.
B-I-L-L-I-O-N-S of people.

Sick of
realism, sick of all that is real,
sick of the bars to express how you feel,
sick of the blood on the movie still,
sick of the death and its endless appeal.

I love the life, the music say so, but
I hate the living under my control.
Smells keep the young from ever getting old.
B-I-L-L-I-O-N-S of people.

Dig it,
"I love the child," the mother say so, but
they make machines, ones without the controls.
They must not get ???, but the people don't know.
It shows in the face, that's as far as it goes.

(Fashion is so ghetto,
no one says "Hello".
Plastic not metal,
such is the life.)

(Crystal clear, cloudy and yellow.
No one says "Hello".
High fashion is so ghetto,
such is the life.)

(Such is life.
Who am I
to criticize
and get so ???)

(Such is life.
Who am I
to criticize
and get so ???)

(High fashion is so ghetto,
no one says "Hello".
Plastic not metal,
such is the life.)