The Real Thing
Lost Souls Lyrics


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Wanna be a machine with an appetite for war
Need the injection give me the drug I want more
Wanna be machine with hunger for destruction
Remind you of hell remind you of distraction

I am the real thing
Gonna give you the real thing
I am the real thing
Gonna give you the real thing
I am what you gonna breathe
I am what you gonna feel
Now I got me a new toy
Gonna turn you into me

Wanna be a machine with a distorted smile
Control of humanity make them walk single file
Cannot sympathize with the stupid minded one
Cannot sympathize cannot sympathize
Wanna be a machine with an appetite to quell
I am distorted I am deranged feed me with hell

Find comfort in the new hell
Suck on the real thing





With a distorted soul I encircle it all
The dominating machine gonna make you fall

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "The Real Thing" by Lost Souls describe a desire to become a machine with a hunger for destruction and an appetite for war. The singer yearns for the injection of a drug that will enhance their destructive tendencies, and they view humanity as something to control and dominate. They want to be reminded of hell and to bring that destruction to others. The chorus repeats that the singer is the "real thing" and they will give that realness to others, turning them into a distorted, deranged machine like themselves. They find comfort in this new hell and the power it gives them. The final lines describe the singer as a dominating machine that will make others fall.


Line by Line Meaning

Wanna be a machine with an appetite for war
Desire to become a mechanical being with a craving for conflict.


Need the injection give me the drug I want more
Require the injection of a substance to satisfy an addiction.


Wanna be machine with hunger for destruction
Yearning to transform into a robot with a thirst for ruin.


Remind you of hell remind you of distraction
Bring to mind tormented underworld and disorientation.


I am the real thing
Asserting to be authentic.


Gonna give you the real thing
Going to provide the genuine article.


I am what you gonna breathe
I am what you will inhale.


I am what you gonna feel
I am what you are going to experience.


Now I got me a new toy
Acquired a new object to play with.


Gonna turn you into me
Will transform you into a duplicate of myself.


Wanna be a machine with a distorted smile
Aspire to become a cyborg with a twisted grin.


Control of humanity make them walk single file
Command over all people to force them to march in a line.


Cannot sympathize with the stupid minded one
Incapacity to empathize with the unintelligent.


Wanna be a machine with an appetite to quell
Longing to become a robot with a craving to suppress.


I am distorted I am deranged feed me with hell
I am twisted and insane, nourish me with torment.


Find comfort in the new hell
Take pleasure in the fresh underworld.


Suck on the real thing
Consume the authentic object.


With a distorted soul I encircle it all
With a warped essence, I encompass everything.


The dominating machine gonna make you fall
The commanding robot will cause your downfall.




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