More than a machine
Lost as far as I can see
Cities rise- into the night
No looking down
To what's left behind
Format me please
To how I used to be
Before all the metal you see
Is there nothing left for me
Cold is time
To everyone and thing I've left behind
And if I Find a reason i
Might not erase my mind
I might suffer through
More than a machine
Format me please
Sold my soul-body is cold
No going back to how things once were
The half my mind that has been left behind
Still counting the days- so much time
Has passed and now I'm lost
Cold is time
To everyone and thing I've left behind
If I Find a reason i
Might not erase my mind
I might suffer through
Why fix what's broken
When you can buy new
Always selling me something I don't Need from you
Throw it all away when it's got not use
Just feed the machine
Consume consume
More than a machine
You haven't see the last of me