Napalm Death – Letras de Think For A Minute

No way forward or back, in stalemate, we stagnate, life cycle is an =
automation, instinctively, we race to get ahead?
And now our virgin minds are raped. =
Another insignificance to join the rat race.
Self indulgence within our grasp. =
We=B9re taught but torn. =
The sanctity of life, so vulnerable, the world keeps turning - we =
spin out of control.
Guided, or could this mean misguided, no time for questions, =
preoccupied with pressing on, the world keeps turning - we overdose =
on overdrive.
Superior species with inferior ideas. =
We overload our bodies and minds, respect this world while =
committing suicide.
Poison trait. =
We=B9re the cause not the cure, our methods will surly drag us down.
Guided, or could this mean misguided, our virgin minds are raped - =
the world keeps turning - we overdose on overdrive, we spin out of =
control. =
in stalemate, we stagnate!