CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Boy Machine
I once believed I had a dream
To manifest reality
Sweetened, cross-st**ched, quite the thing
To satisfy this side of me
Satisfy the needs of all
Of every girl, both big and small
Replace the man, this overhaul
A robot at her beck and call
Creating robotics is so much fun
And at this rate, oh, I'll never be done
I once believed I had the means
To manifest my destiny
Puzzled, side-tracked, lost to be
I have to hide this part of me
Hear it, the whirring, the spinning, c’mon
Fear it, the machine, it’s moving, along
Near it, repulsing, relenting, begone
The stench of creation, my motivation
Creating life is so much fun
And at this rate, oh, you better go run
Crank up the volume
Turn it to max
We'll make a night
Forever it lasts
The cogs a-whirring
Steel and cold bra**
This boy machine
Created from cla**
Law of creation
Hidden from me
Held aspirations
To set me free
But the boy machine, forever at work
To replace the mind
To linger and lurk
I think the power’s gone to me
Straight to the frontal lobe, you see
Battered, thrown out, rest in peace
To satisfy all those in need
Solder the wires, oh so carefully
Of every bot, prepare them safely
Create this land of sanctuary
And neglect this moral ambiguity
I think the rage has gone to me
Straight to the f**king brain, you see
Disappointments made of dreams
Failures reaching at the seams
Bar the doors, neglect the means
Of which I make ungodly things
They rise, they come, they claim, remain
They come on in, invade the mainframe
Some say it's better to love and loss
Than to ever have loved at all?
But how could I believe such things
When life was such a tragedy?
The problem with creating life
Is learning to value your own
But how could I believe such things
When I'm forever alone?
Giving up and going in fast
Tear me up and pump me full of gas
Rip me in half, I'm playing my part
All of you I've made with my heart
So crank it up and turn it to max
Cogs go spinning, and we'll have a blast
This cold night, forever it lasts
Giving in to cover up my past
To manifest reality
Sweetened, cross-st**ched, quite the thing
To satisfy this side of me
Satisfy the needs of all
Of every girl, both big and small
Replace the man, this overhaul
A robot at her beck and call
Creating robotics is so much fun
And at this rate, oh, I'll never be done
I once believed I had the means
To manifest my destiny
Puzzled, side-tracked, lost to be
I have to hide this part of me
Hear it, the whirring, the spinning, c’mon
Fear it, the machine, it’s moving, along
Near it, repulsing, relenting, begone
The stench of creation, my motivation
Creating life is so much fun
And at this rate, oh, you better go run
Crank up the volume
Turn it to max
We'll make a night
Forever it lasts
The cogs a-whirring
Steel and cold bra**
This boy machine
Created from cla**
Law of creation
Hidden from me
Held aspirations
To set me free
But the boy machine, forever at work
To replace the mind
To linger and lurk
I think the power’s gone to me
Straight to the frontal lobe, you see
Battered, thrown out, rest in peace
To satisfy all those in need
Solder the wires, oh so carefully
Of every bot, prepare them safely
Create this land of sanctuary
And neglect this moral ambiguity
I think the rage has gone to me
Straight to the f**king brain, you see
Disappointments made of dreams
Failures reaching at the seams
Bar the doors, neglect the means
Of which I make ungodly things
They rise, they come, they claim, remain
They come on in, invade the mainframe
Some say it's better to love and loss
Than to ever have loved at all?
But how could I believe such things
When life was such a tragedy?
The problem with creating life
Is learning to value your own
But how could I believe such things
When I'm forever alone?
Giving up and going in fast
Tear me up and pump me full of gas
Rip me in half, I'm playing my part
All of you I've made with my heart
So crank it up and turn it to max
Cogs go spinning, and we'll have a blast
This cold night, forever it lasts
Giving in to cover up my past
