Fly On the Wall

By Dialectrix

On Audio Projectile

Released on September 17, 2010

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[Verse 1]

Soon as my wings take flight

I enter to the centre of a road, man

Above all the roofs of residential homelands

And I'm the eye in the sky, fly in the night

Looking at my city with sight of a spy

I'm swooping down at the crowd and I duck and weaving through people

[?] swat at me

These people stop to cross on the street 'til the light turns green

And their feet move to the metronomic beat

Of hustling and bustle from overpopulation

I see the human dealing with global domination

With impatience and lack of compassion for their fellow man

And no occasion of the helping hand, and yo


[Chorus + Scratches]

As a fly in thе wall, man I've seen the day to day from the timе I was born

'Cause I watched the human race and the lies that they form

And man, now this is what I've seen

Now if I could just talk


[Verse 2]

Aw man, you couldn't see what I could see

And even if you could, your brain probably couldn't cope to deceive

The vision from my last periphery

Fragmented, mosaic, collage of imagery

Now seeing sights like vent of carcinogens

From the people wrecked on barbiturates

Feeling heat like freshly [?]

From upper class hate to second class citizens

Seeing his to heads from [?] implements


[?]

Hunger for wealth immensely [?]

I see your reign coming to end like Tsar Nicholas, but


[Chorus + Scratches]

As a fly in the wall, man I've seen the day to day from the time I was born

'Cause I watched the human race and the lies that they form

And man, now this is what I've seen

Now if I could just talk


[Verse 3]

Mister, mister man, let me pose a question and

Put it to your simple-ware and I'ma say this, [?]

A fact that you act like a labor slave

From scavenging day-to-day with average wage of pay

You gradually fade with age from lack of a change of pace

And me and you, we are both exactly the same in ways

Cowardice creatures shrouded in bleakness

Bottom of our food chain, powerless, speechless

And the money that you spend on corporate capital

Is like my anatomy to predatory animals

The cash and the wealth that you spend on the proper wars

Just like my maggot health, breakdown [?] corpse

And yo, like the weak and the poor

We're but helpless to change and we're equally small

We're the [?] in the system that's leading us flawed

And man, now this is what we say now if we could per-talk