Lyrics & Music : Shane Embury It's a straight and narrow path or is it fate which takes our hand ? Play the game, praise the man that fakes the masterplan ; take the rough with the smooth. Whose loss do we loose ? What else could we disprove ? Who shapes the abuse ? You prostitute integrity and blindly steal identity. Buy it out and watch it die ; fashion talks, the bullshit flies. Bite your tongue and breath a sight ; take the fall or take the climb. Streamlined and new improved, a nation sadly out of tune. Is it just old-fashioned - creation with a passion ? Just an observation of a machine generation. Push this. The same old song. Is the message lost in this - that's not politics ? There's a rhyme to this reason : they're one and the same. Take the heart they've broke and the money they've choke ; you're left with no answer to this industry chancer. Just an observation of a machine generation. Push this. The same old song.
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