People Are Machines
This is me, this is me

Oh, this is me
Neglected and obsolete
I am incomplete
This is me returning my stability
This is me giving up and learning not to feel a thing

(We all work, eat, sleep, repeat. Every one is a machine.)

This is me preparing my grave in the shade
Learning that everyone loses their place under the sun eventually

This is me dealing with my discontentment and deficiency
I am handing in my resignation and vulnerability
My guts have been hollowed out
There is nothing left for me to spill
I'm covered in dust because my life has been sat on the shelf

[Chorus:] (x2)
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I don't feel a thing
[Bridge] (x2)
This is me going back to bed
Destroying all my intents
This is me going back to bed
Abandoning all of my friends

I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I don't feel a thing

[Chorus] (x2)
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I'm a machine
I don't feel a thing

(Every one is a machine. Work, eat, sleep, repeat.)