Machine Head


There is no future for us
I think I know that now
We must have been so careless
Lost control somehow
The machines that rule us now
They show us no mercy
I can't believe this happened
Why didn't we see?
How could we miss the warning signs?
But were there really any?
Yes, that's how they think
There probably were many
They probably left us many clues
Playing their little games
Keeping us unaware
Then taking hold the reins
Now they hold us in their grasp
Ever squeezing tighter
Dooming us to live like this
Among us, not one fighter


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