Perfect Machines Let me take you into my dream(Nightmare)This world is not as it seems(We don't care, anymore)Beneath the veneer of civilityLurks the undying machineSwitchboards and switchbladesBeginning to fadeNot enough substance to be realWorld tasting greyOf rust and decayLacking the chemicals to feelBeautiful wastelandThe electric bandCan't keep the dream unmarred for longPoorly designedAnd shackled in rhymeThis program can't right all the wrongsNature builds such perfect machinesSuch a fine lineBetween aliveAnd synthetically dreamedPut me to sleepLightning running through our bonesCan't fix us We're not
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