Ghost In the Machine
I fell asleep to television
Woke up with a new religion, I'm designed to fall
I'm frightened by my new condition
Apathy's my new tradition, I despise the fall
And now I feel like
This is just a moment where I can't admit
I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit
I'm losing grip
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I'm following the fleeting masters
Frolicking among the ashes, I desire to fall
I've never felt so sentimental
Nostalgia's proving detrimental
I despise the fall
And now I feel like
This is just a moment where I can't admit
I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit, I'm losing it
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I've run my circles proud and well
The ghost is lost inside its shell
The flicker in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I've run my circles proud and well
The ghost is lost inside its shell
The flicker in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
Woke up with a new religion, I'm designed to fall
I'm frightened by my new condition
Apathy's my new tradition, I despise the fall
And now I feel like
This is just a moment where I can't admit
I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit
I'm losing grip
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I'm following the fleeting masters
Frolicking among the ashes, I desire to fall
I've never felt so sentimental
Nostalgia's proving detrimental
I despise the fall
And now I feel like
This is just a moment where I can't admit
I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit, I'm losing it
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I've run my circles proud and well
The ghost is lost inside its shell
The flicker in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
I've run my circles proud and well
The ghost is lost inside its shell
The flicker in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine
Credits
Writer(s): Robert William Suchecki Ii, Robert James Dowhan, Patrick C Raimondi
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