Machine Gun

Im not a machine

Looking around, everything I see
It seems to lose its color
Dont know whats become of me
Barely alive, how did I survive
One day just like the other
Im sick of this routine
So Im gonna cut these strings
Cut them and set me free
Nothing controlling me

Im not a machine,
Im not a machine
Ive got the breath in me
Im not a machine,
Im not a machine

Im not a machine, Im not a machine
My body is here but somewhere along the way I lost my mind
Its never too late to be found
Waiting on someone to pick me up but I got left behind
But it wont bring me down
Cause Im gonna cut these strings
Cut them and set me free
Nothing controlling me

Im not a machine,
Im not a machine
Ive got the breath in me
Im not a machine,
Im not a machine

Im not a machine, Im not a machine
Change the circumstance
Its gonna take me
Here is my memory
Reset the way you think
No more commands
Mo demands No more losing control
No pushing buttons No automatic no more
Let me go
Let me go
Let me go

No pushing buttons, no automatic
Im not a machine,
Im not a machine
Ive got the breath in me
Im not a machine,
Im not a machine