3 Point Landing - Machine

I’m pulled in by a mob of people looking down
So tight within the crowd I’m forced to march the ground
I get al wired up and they snap their heads around
In sync they cry to me: welcome
To the machine
To the machine
We gain in numbers as we spread across the night
There is nowhere left to go except for playing dead inside
Why do I stay here when I know it isn’t right?
An echo in my head says: welcome
To the machine
To the machine
I don’t want to be another number
In the cold and automated horde
They will never get me to go under
I’m a glitch within the code
I won’t let it hold me any longer
Cut the wire get out of the mold
I’m not a pawn I’m just a ghost
I don’t wanna be another number
In the cold and automated horde
They will never get me to go under
I’m a glitch within the code
I won’t let it hold me any longer
Cut the wire get out of the mold
I’m not a pawn I’m just a ghost now
To the machine
To the machine

Written by:
Dora van den Berg, Emiel Schumacher, Tim Commandeur

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