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Machine

 

Machine

(album: Connect The Dots - 2017)


Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Pick apart every piece of me
And miss the point entirely.
I only did this to be sane,
Not for you to know my name.
Go 'head and spit the music out
Please tell me more about your doubt.
Don't fear I've heard it all before,
Each time makes it easier to ignore.

Oh I am tired of abiding by your rules.
Causing me to second guess my every single move.
You don't know who I am
Or what I have been through, no.
So don't dare tell me what I
Should and shouldn't do 'cause...

Not here, to lose.
Not here for you to choose.
How we, should be
Cause we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine, no.

Don't feel like having a,
Computer sing this phrase.
Not looking for a hired name,
To write a song for me that sounds the same,
As everything fed to our brain's
Rammed down our throats with no complaints.
Maybe I'm a dying breed,
But I believe in individuality.

Oh I am tired of abiding by these rules
Causing me to second guess my every single move.
You don't know who I am
Or what I have been through, no.
So don't dare tell me what I
Should and shouldn't do 'cause...

Not here, to lose.
Not here for you to choose.
How we, should be
Cause we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine, no.

Told to look an act a way, as if I'm just a ball of clay
That you can just mold into whatever, I assure you that's not clever
See now fads don't last forever they are fleeting like the weather
And we will stand our ground while you will sink and drown. Hahaha!

'Cause I'm a tough girl, I run my own world
And if you don't like it there's the door, if you haven't heard
I ain't got no interest in your business,
Just here for the music and there's nothing else to this bullshit!
Woah-oh-oh oh cause

Not here, to lose.
Not here for you to choose.
How we, should be
Cause we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine.
We're not, we're not part, we're not part of your machine, no.

done

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