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