Meltdown

(All of these machines are alike)

(All of these machines are alike)
(All of these machines are alike)
You're all the same!

You're all the same,
Different bodies of one brain
Born on assembly lines
You are a product
Stuffed with colored wires and things
That like to pump and grind
All information
Is broken down to binaries
That you internalize
You think you're different,
But in the final scheme of things
You're all alike
Yeah!
(All of these machines are alike)
(All of these machines are alike)
And I'm the same,
I got the chips and wires and things
All shoved inside
But I'm corroded,
And sparking, my parts are worn out and they're in decline
So automatic
The instincts to keep marching on,
To keep me alive
But I malfunction,
So all those little instincts are dying,
And I won't survive
(All of these machines are alike)
(All of these machines are alike)
(All of these machines are alike)
(All of these machines are alike)
Meltdown!
Meltdown!
Meltdown!
Meltdown!
(All of these machines are alike)



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Jacob Dorran
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