Ghost In The Machine
I fell asleep to the television
I woke up with a new religion
I'm designed to fall
I'm frightened by my new condition
Apathy's my new tradition
I despise the fall
[Pre]
And now I feel like this is just a moment where I can't admit I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit I'm losing grip
[CH]
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine, yeah
I'm following the fleeting masses
Frolicking among the ashes
I'm designed to fall
I've never felt so sentimental
Nostalgia's proving detrimental
I despise the fall
[Pre]
And now I feel like this is just a moment where I can't admit I'm lost in it
And I hold tight to any kind of memory that won't commit I'm losing grip
[CH]
My slate's been cleaned by someone else
Now I'm a stranger to myself
The whisper in my sleep is
The ghost in the machine, yeah
I've run my circles proud and well
The ghost is lost inside its cell
The flicker in my sleep is
The ghost in the machinery