Rage Against the Machine Style LyricsIt's the battle of L.A. in the year 2,000 whoever gives a f**k, Drive through Hollywood's elite like a big f**king truck,Minefields on the star walk of shame, What's it like to be screwed by fame?
For HerShe wears many faces, One to call her own,Beaming like the sun focused, Brilliance is shown,A forest is what she plays, A thing I want to explore, Artist to her own personality, Painting scenarios I adore,
Love's A Promise That's Never KeptI loved her once before, happiness now just games,Pictures on the sill, broken glass without frames,Life as usual, or so it now seems,She's gone below, down into my dreams,Bad thoughts play in my skull, empty space to fill,Happiness sits on the porch, vacant like a will,Long gone into the fire, blazing up to the sky,Trying to quench my thirst, fueled by a lie,
So Far From Her, Yet So Damn CloseSerpents coiled about in throes of despair,Our legs tangled about beneath the stars,Miles separate us like a red sea,Parting it like Moses with cars,She sings songs on how to be free,Oh to fly like the bird does with her grace,Flapping wings like a modern Icarus,Anchored only to her next resting place,In the gulf of despair is where we reside,Kept there by our faltering love,She finally breaks free,As an olive branch to a dove,
Cyanide Syrup for the WealthySociety is done with me,From the waffle house to the city hall,I'm shunned like a rat with the plague,And I'm the scapegoat for you all,
"And thats what you get,you get my axe of assassination,right in your face..."