Electric
Press the button, watch the display
Blinking lights in a colored array
Pulsing pistons, a breastplate of steel
Sound and signal is all that I feel
There's an engine inside of my neck
That starts to spin when the circuits connect
Crunching data, the gears turning 'round
But the heartbeat, where can it be found?
Put your ear to my chest (and hear the hum)
I'm doing my best to clear my ones and zeroes
So here goes nothing
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
While I recharge my battery
I am immune to your flattery
My voice is warm but my stare is so cold
The lights are on but there's nobody home
Skin and muscle can only disguise
Moving parts not intended to hide
A detached, impartial machine
I say "love" but I don't know what it means
Snap me out of this trance (I'm still alive)
And give me a chance to feel what I've been missing
And wishing for a reboot
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
Your buzz, it's inside me
Firing up my burned out wiring
Ignite my robotic soul
Push me to my breaking point
I was made for more than motion
Push me to my breaking point
Repair an instrument once broken
Turn me on
Put your ear to my chest (and hear the hum)
I'm doing my best to clear my ones and zeroes
So here goes nothing
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
Your buzz, it's inside me
Firing up my burned out wiring
Ignite my robotic soul
Blinking lights in a colored array
Pulsing pistons, a breastplate of steel
Sound and signal is all that I feel
There's an engine inside of my neck
That starts to spin when the circuits connect
Crunching data, the gears turning 'round
But the heartbeat, where can it be found?
Put your ear to my chest (and hear the hum)
I'm doing my best to clear my ones and zeroes
So here goes nothing
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
While I recharge my battery
I am immune to your flattery
My voice is warm but my stare is so cold
The lights are on but there's nobody home
Skin and muscle can only disguise
Moving parts not intended to hide
A detached, impartial machine
I say "love" but I don't know what it means
Snap me out of this trance (I'm still alive)
And give me a chance to feel what I've been missing
And wishing for a reboot
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
Your buzz, it's inside me
Firing up my burned out wiring
Ignite my robotic soul
Push me to my breaking point
I was made for more than motion
Push me to my breaking point
Repair an instrument once broken
Turn me on
Put your ear to my chest (and hear the hum)
I'm doing my best to clear my ones and zeroes
So here goes nothing
Your touch, it's electric
Setting off my pyrotechnics
Ignite my robotic soul
Your buzz, it's inside me
Firing up my burned out wiring
Ignite my robotic soul
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Gregory Stidham, Brian Cauley Rogers, Trey Yoder, Aaron Farnsworth
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