Roboturner - Between the Buried and Me

Crush us

Over and over again

The years have come to this

An improper art form

Faking our own thoughts and sounds

Over and over again

The years have come to this

An improper art form

Faking our own thoughts and sounds

Faking our own thoughts and sounds

Faking our own thoughts and sounds

Robots crush

Death of human music

Robots crush

Death of human music

Bright lights fill the sky

Track us through our fields of money

The old days seem shit and primitive

Abduction

Control

You write for me

Oh, master

Master of the machines

Take this shit and make it gold

Make my face sparkle with fame

Master of the machines

Master of the machines

Master of the machines

Fuck them hard

Fuck them hard

Fuck them hard

And neglect their thoughts

They will never see us coming

Fuck them hard

Fuck them hard

Fuck them hard

And neglect their thoughts

They will never see us coming

No more human voice

No more human actions

No more human voice

No more human actions

No more human voice

No more human actions

(Imperfect fucks stand in the dark)

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

The years have come to this

An improper art form

Faking our own thoughts and sounds

Robots crush

Death of human music

Counteract this idea of control

Human emotion can only produce the thoughtful

Finally discovering the idea of perfect harmony

Harmony

Make this a war

Blood fills the sky

Drop the deadly dive-bomb

The end of this outside life

We will find art again

The end of this outside life

We will find art again

Again

Again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again

Crush us over and over again