Machines

Broken down like a rusted cog
I'm all wired to the soul
Release your fumes, cover up the sun
Then let them loose
With a fucking gun

Pinch me and wake me from this dream
An error occurred in this long term scheme
In the end, is it as it seems?
In the end, we're all machines

Taking for granted everything we had
And blowing up shit seemed a perfect plan
Dropping a bomb is just the norm
No longer a spoken metaphor
We wait in line as the siren chimes
Lasers burning through my eyes
Updating our soul to obey
Waiting for our judgement day

Pinch me and wake me from this dream
An error occurred in this long term scheme
In the end, is it as it seems?
In the end, we're all machines

Open your fucking eyes
There's nothing left to baptise

We're all machines



Credits
Writer(s): Alfie Armstead, Harrison Clement, Jack Clement, Kieran Waddon, Sam Hobbs
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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