Too Much Too Little Songtext
von Cryptic Slaughter

The man that controls me
The one that grinds my teeth
The one that stops me
The one that′s always pulling my teeth
The one that's left me to use my own control
The one that finally believes in my reality
The man that′s controlling the tools of control
Machines that are made of the wire from my soul
The one that's never been left to decay
The one that's still pushing in my brain
The one that′s eating my brain
I won′t be made a machine
I want to be myself a human being
Another number in the book of life
Another robot to see in your eyes
Another number in the book of life
Another robot to see in your eyes
I've been living my life in a mind today


It′s getting worse every fucking day
What you see is a country's rise
What I see is a country′s decline
I'm stuck in my mind
They′re trying to control me
Trying to control my system
They're trying to control me
Trying to control my system
They're trying to control me
Trying to control my system
They′re trying to control me
Trying to control my system
They′re trying to control me
The man that's controlling the tools of control
Machines that are made of the wire from my soul
The one that′s never been left to decay
The one that's still pushing in my brain
The one that′s eating my brain