Fuck
Rock
Fuck
2x

A cloudy vision, a sense of grandeur
I don't care what is wrong or right (wrong or right)
The earth is bleeding and secreting madness
Petrified, gone dry inside.

The wheels keep turning and the clock keeps pounding
And there's only more and more that I want (I want)
And through the things you can still feel the sounding
Of the maze, of the place where things still matter.

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x

Consuming till you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x

Fuck

A loss of feeling, a sense of numbness
And a spinning like you're top out of sight (out of sight)
Climb out the window, what the hell do you know?
You don't even seem to put up a fight

Created by me, for me
It's a place called reality
Broken mirrors and broken promises made easily
But I just want you to

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x

Consuming till you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x

Fuck

Fuck

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x

Consuming till you bleed
I'll get down on my knees

Rock more, roll more, fuck more
Pac-Man is loving it
2x