Not a Machine

I'm eating up the microphone
To fill the hole, to fit the mold, oh
I never reach the finish line
I lost the fuel when you set the rule

I clean my soul in rusty pipes
I drink the drain to keep me sane, oh
I dip my feet in dirty soil to come alive
Once again, oh-ho

I eat up every electrode, but I
I'm not a machine
I hang out with my telephone, but I
I'm not a machine

I'm not a machine
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)
I'm not a machine
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)

I speed my steps to conquer time
If I fall behind, I push my mind, and I

I eat up every electrode, but I
I'm not a machine
I hang out with my telephone, but I
I'm not a machine

I'm not a machine
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)
I'm not a machine
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)
I'm not the machine
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)
(Oh, I'm not a, oh, I'm not a)



Credits
Writer(s): Klas Johan Wahl, John Henry Andersson, Moa Karin Granhagen, Jonas Axel Andreas Edquist
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