Letra de Off This Century - Unwound

The future was invented back when you thought you were human
Now it's only getting better every day that we forget

Everything is a commercial, we advertise our memories
We leave our shit on silver platters and then we buy whatever's left
(empty life?�? fine?)

It's every bastard for himself
The last century hasn't ended yet
Bring us the head of the king
The last century hasn't ended yet
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It's every bastard for himself
The last century hasn't ended yet
Bring us the head of the king
The last century hasn't ended yet

The future was invented and you might be next
Life is like Monopoly; you are not old, you are obsolete
And you thought the last ten years were bad