Wondering, what was I made for?
Stuttering, no courage, unstable
Mustering it when I'm able
Hungering, that's what I drank for
If my car explodes, would I be damaged?
A metal exploded, making my skeleton.
I'm no chrome dome, though fine as my shell is
A motherboard made consciousness melded
Consciousness melted
Consciousness melted
Fine as my shell is
Consciousness melded
All work, no play is what I'm on
No work, no se, what could go wrong
Life's like a screen, that's how I spawned
Into this dream, contemplate cause