machine, I'm not a machine I've got breath in me I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine My body is here but somewhere
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I've got the breath in me I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine My body is
on a new years day War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a breath It's land or death War within a
And every time - I come up empty Something else inside me - Starts to die And I'm left - Alone and angry It's in the air - That we breathe each day
You gave me this, made me give Your silver grin, still sticking it in You have soul machine, soul machine The longest kiss, peeling furniture days Drift
machine Breathe in breathe out Breathe in breathe out Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in Got a machine head better than the rest Green to red machine head Got a machine
you Monday to Monday and Friday to Friday Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it I'm starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine
for rape Some brothers innocent, I pray that I could just escape How is the war? And yo I'm wishin' I was in your shoes Holdin' machine guns, clean fun
with the buckskin Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me Clean my boots and I'm still feelin' homeless Your brother is deader than a phone machine With
a dream Now its all about the cream You can call me the machine Call me the machine Gon call me the machine Call me the machine Yea call me the machine
My grandma on a walker, she can barely move Just to tell me she love me take all her breath to do She on a kidney machine, I know it's hurting too Four
out I don't kick it I punt it, I'm so wicked you want it? My tongue is tired from lickin my fingers and countin up hundreds So I bought a money machine
, mean melodic, nod-narcotic Microhard (repeat) What good is a call on the phone if you can't speak And you find it hard to breathe Paralyzed by my essence
brain was caught On some other man's thinking Now your third eye is blinking My rhymes be kicking like a brother's breath be stinking I get funky
your house No one was home Or so I thought Before the final ring When she picked up Before the voice machine And I was taken aback I took two breaths
We wrote a prelude To our own fairy tale And bought a parachute At a church rummage sale And with a mean sewing machine And miles of thread We sewed
I dive straight back in the ocean So I dive straight back in the ocean Take a deep breath, suck the water in my chest Take a deep breath, suck the water
apart at the seams, To all fall apart at the seams? The kindest man I knew, The kindest man I?d soon; Was tied to a machine, The kind that makes you breathe
