Broken Source

he looks in the mirror but he doesn't see his face
just the gaze from some exhibit of the human race
sometimes held back by invisible restraints
but he always breaks his cage
yeah, he always gets away

impartially apostate, don't let it get to your head
if he stabs you in the back or leaves you for dead
if you want to tag along, it's on his terms
it's not that he doesn't like you, just unconcerned
sadistic apathy thrives on catastrophe

you'll never understand
he took me by the hand
and we ran

he needs to take the wheel
to show you the right way to feel
it can be nice, you know
to let the robot take control

inside your reverie
you build yourself a new body
synthetic android
but you're just a schizoid

come back to humanity
don't revert back to your fantasy
disposed of everyone you knew
but i still think there's hope for you



Credits
Writer(s): Bryan Robert Henderson, Kathryn Mae Mitchell
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