Lyrics The Dying Man - Snog

The Dying Man

My machine will not talk to me
My souls gives me no reply
The ground that i walk upon
On which i cannot even rely
Now all of this is fake
Everything that you and i are surrounded by
Now all of this is fake
My heart dwells in my wallet
My soul resides in my bank account
These possessions have a hold on me
It frightens and it clouds
Now all of this is fake
Everything that you and i are surrounded by
Now all of this is fake