Machine

I do my talking, and I do it well
For when I wake up in the morning, I plan deceit but never tell
I lie with a grin that goes from cheek to cheek
Convince you I'm the man that you have always seeked

But under my disguise, oh, my pen and paper
Tells the truth about all my long hard labours
My years in the fields and my thinking with the sheep
Has left me wanting more than just some silk bed sheets

I play one lonely string, that sits on one ancient violin
Turns the red light green, full speed, I feel like I'm made of
machine

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh

I whisper poison in the right man's ear
I play the rumours and suspicions against his greatest fears
Lock his mind with paranoia and tears
Goodbye my friend, it's been a good few years

I play one lonely string, that sits on one ancient violin
Turns the red light green, full speed, I feel like I'm made of
machine

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh oh



Credits
Writer(s): Archie Gifford
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