paroles de chanson Machines Live Like Ordinary People - BirdPen

Ticking so quickly I falter I can't breath or sleep now I'm falling so deeper.
Life is exceeding exploding this mess overloading the station will fall.
Coughing and splutter the machine is dying and crying alone in a hole.
Cassette jam is killing the tape decks that hold memories for us all.
Running and breaking the records they're making to win for complete control.
Skylight is breaking and thunder is cracking it's the end for sure.
Corrupting and twisting this system is bleeding and losing all thought control.
Brothers and sisters we're missing existing the overall point of it all.
Machines live like ordinary people.
Machines live like ordinary folk.
Machines live like ordinary people.
Machines for one and one for all.
Machines live like ordinary people.
Machines live like ordinary folk.
Machines live like ordinary people.
Machines for one and one for all.
Coming and knocking at your door.
Machine is dying, dying, dying.