Slave Labor Lyrics - Archetype - Fear Factory

Machines are paper thin, and they're welded with ink 

Sealed inside a legal trap, so tight with a leak 

A contract with the Devil for a life of distain 

Sleeping in the limelight at attention, slave 

I blame myself 

God, help me pour this gas on me 

I need to drown in flames to be free 

Help me pour this gas on me 

Help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

Chocking on the product for the mass to consume 

The flocks of mindless sheep that have been corporately groomed 

Ignorance through apathy like drones in the hive 

A slave on the trail, a willing conformed disguise 

I blame myself 

God, help me pour this gas on me 

I need to drown in flames to be free 

Help me pour this gas on me 

Help me pour this gas on me 

I sold my soul 

(I sold my soul 

(I sold my soul) 

I sold my soul 

(I sold my soul) 

(I sold my soul) 

(I sold my soul) 

(I sold my soul) 

(I sold my soul) 

(I sold my soul) 

God, help me pour this gas on me 

I need to drown in flames to be free 

Help me pour this gas on me 

Help me pour, this gas on me 

(God) 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

(Ohh God) 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

(Ohh God) 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me 

(Ohh God) 

God help me pour this gas on me 

God help me pour this gas on me