Professional Griefers Lyrics

I like the sound of the broken pieces I like the lights and the siren she says We got machines but the kids got Jesus We like to move like we both don't need this
God can’t hear you, they won't fight you Watch them build a friend just like you Morning sickness XYZ Teenage girls with ESP
Give me the sound - to see Another world outside That’s full of all the broken things That I made Just give me a life - to bleed Another world outside That’s full of all the awful things That I made
We like to dance but the dead go faster Turn up the slam/hound/bar/code/blast/her We want the cash or the junk you’re after Rez-up control for the mixtape master Self-correction Mass-dissection Death-squad brats are in detention Morning sickness XYZ Boys with bombs in NMA [ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/professional-griefers-lyrics-deadmau5.html ]
Carbon-lacing Spent shell-casings Photographs that I’m erasing Bonus lives with pixel-screams Girls with guns on LSD
Cell infection Mass destruction Program for the final function Lab-rat king Rescue team Save me from the next life
Give me the sound - to see Another world outside That’s full of all the broken things- That I made Just give me a life - to bleed Another world outside That’s full of all the awful things- That I made ‘Cause we are the last - disease Another broken life that’s Full of all the awful things, That I made And we got the eyes to see Another broken life that’s Full of all the awful things That are made