The Spiritual Machines never let me down

My heart's a drum
Let it breathe, let it breathe
My heart's a drum
And when the beat stops it'll be the death of me
All this time there's no escape and no use
Broken bones and crushing nerve with no excuse
All the lines taking shape in circles
They're the weed and we're the seed
All we can do is breathe
All this time I'm thinking my body don't need me
All we can do is breathe
All this time I'm thinking your body can set me free
All we can do is breathe
All my life it's been growing in my brain
But I don't mind
Touching numbs my pain
Never let me down, Oh
I said it
Never live it down, Oh
I said it
In my mind I have nothing else to prove
In all my dreams I believe I'm bullet proof