We spend our time on empty things that blow our brains out
A real factory of foolish we’ve just made up
Strangers call themselves a good friend that you should have
You’ll never be as disappointed as you are now
Right over here lies the secret of time machine
Right over here lies your sins
We’re looking for a reason to deraign the things out
To explain with nanoseconds how we’re made up
My heart is burning like a flame colder than ice
Will you contest me if I’m wrong or if I am right?
Right over here lies the secret of time machine
Right over here lies your sins
