Letras
My hands are cold
I looked you in the eyes
You don't have a soul
Discontent with my contempt, I'm
A lonely reflection of
The warning signs
Warning signs
Lonely reflection of
The warning signs
This can't be my life
My time is all
Programmed to die
In my
Genetic code
Mechanic heartbeat, the
Shuffle of feet
The clock ticks along, and
Muffles my mind
I have all our memories
Memorized
I'm falling apart
I can feel the tension rise
I can feel its presence
Crawling up my spine
I'm so in love with this misery of mine
This can't be my life
Standing in an assembly line
This can't
Be my life, standing in an assembly line
Discontent with my contempt, I'm
A lonely reflection of
The warning signs
Warning signs
Lonely reflection of
The warning signs
This can't be my life
My time is all
Programmed to die
In my
Genetic code
Mechanic heartbeat, the
Shuffle of feet
The clock ticks along and
Muffles my mind