Broken Machines

(Verse 1):
We are all afraid of blending,
into something we could never call our own.
We are all afraid of living,
just to stay the same.
We all have dreams that remind us,
We all have our own working minds.
Some of us have broken minds,
that only work half the time.
Some don't know right from wrong,
others choose not to follow along.

(Chorus)
We are just broken machines,
made up of flesh and bone,
pieced together by a lethargic architect.
Our hearts beat in perfect tone,
we all have fears(like me!),
people who are afraid of spending there lives alone.

(Verse 2):
We have hopes and dreams,
reasons to believe we're more than just broken.
Do you know what this means?
I feel like I'm standing in the way of progress,
pretending I'm something more than this,
but really I'm just like everyone else.

(Chorus)
We are just broken machines,
made up of flesh and bone,
pieced together by a lethargic architect.
Our hearts beat in perfect tone,
we all have fears(like me!),
people who are afraid of spending there lives alone.

(Verse 3):
We will all emerge as fully functional machines,
made up of flesh and bones,
perfected by an industrious engineer!

We will all emerge as fully functional machines,
made up flesh and bones,
perfected by an industrious engineer!

We will all emerge as fully functional machines,
made up flesh and bones,
perfected by an industrious engineer!

(Chorus)
We are just broken machines,
made up of flesh and bone,
pieced together by a lethargic architect.
Our hearts beat in perfect tone,
we all have fears(like me!),
people who are afraid of spending there lives alone.

We are just broken machines,
made up of flesh and bone,
pieced together by a lethargic architect.
Our hearts beat in perfect tone,
we all have fears(like me!),
people who are afraid of spending there lives alone.