It's the lifestyle of the artist
Accidentally making a mess
It's the pressure of the project
It's choking you by your neck
It's craving to eat your flesh (yeah)

Once upon a time
Oh I was drawing you
That old ink that we used touched my hand
And it just bleed right through

(I've got a job to do)
Deadline, just another dead line
Watch me kill a headline
Smiling at me
Monsters and creeps
Shut down this machine

It's nothing special
It's just another dead line
Just shut it down

All these gears and pipes they travel far
A life born from paper bars
Wicked creatures and these twisted things
They all worship this machine
The creator of this dream (yeah)

Once upon a time
Oh I was drawing you
That old ink that we used touched my hand
And it just bleed right through

(I've got a job to do)
Deadline, just another dead line
Watch me kill a headline
Smiling at me
Monsters and creeps
Shut down this
Shut down this
Shut down this machine

My days spent in darkness
Deep and cold abyss
Born in here place of fear
I'll make my own choice
I am stained with darkness
But a golden heart
Oh I crave to exist
Can I save my soul?
I am born in darkness
But that isn't me
I now know the truth
It's the end that's coming

(I've got a job to do)
Deadline, just another dead line
Watch me kill a headline
Smiling at me
Monsters and creeps
Shut down this machine
Deadline, just another dead line
Watch me kill a headline
Smiling at me
Monsters and creeps
Shut down this
Shut down this
Shut down this machine

It's nothing special
It's just another dead line
Just shut it down