Crimson Arrow
house and machine
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Seamless perfection, robotic machine.
Carbon copy, paste, repeat.
Electrical sparks, your fire and steam.
Music made, waste, repeat.
I can't decide, does this make it better or worse?
We're like a house of machines where nothing works.
Roots break our foundation at the bottom of this shallow lake.
Fictitious trees, magnetized dreams I'll tear you apart each stitch from the seam.
I can't decide, does this make it better or worse?
We're like a house of machines where nothing works.
When all of this is done I swear (I swear) I'll rip out your wires.
Malfunction and decay as your body burns away!
And I can't decide, does this make it better or worse?
We're like a house of machines where nothing works.