Lyrics to Ghosts In The Machine
Maybe we're all dreamers
I don't know where to go
Somewhere deep in the ocean (Ocean)
Where the wild fires glow
Lately got burned diving (Diving, diving)
I found a place where I can love my black heart
I used to think that you could fix me
I used to think that 'till death us do part
Are we not slaves?
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is a waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Are we not? (Are we not, are we not, ...)
Give me the antidote (Antidote)
'Cause I really want to stay alive
I get my feeling that you're sinking (Sinking)
I'd like to pull you out in time, in time
Are we not slaves?
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is a waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Slaves
Are we not?
So better keep on the side of you
So many people inside of you
Where the wind blows, where the wind blows, where the wind blows
Where the wind blows
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is in waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
I wanted to be saved
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Are we not?
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
Forty five, fifty five
I don't know where to go
Somewhere deep in the ocean (Ocean)
Where the wild fires glow
Lately got burned diving (Diving, diving)
I found a place where I can love my black heart
I used to think that you could fix me
I used to think that 'till death us do part
Are we not slaves?
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is a waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Are we not? (Are we not, are we not, ...)
Give me the antidote (Antidote)
'Cause I really want to stay alive
I get my feeling that you're sinking (Sinking)
I'd like to pull you out in time, in time
Are we not slaves?
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is a waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Slaves
Are we not?
So better keep on the side of you
So many people inside of you
Where the wind blows, where the wind blows, where the wind blows
Where the wind blows
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Ghosts in the machine
Heaven is in waves
So clean and so [?]
Are we not slaves?
I wanted to be saved
Are we not slaves?
Slaves
Are we not?
I give you the best of me
Forty five, fifty five
Forty five, fifty five