Idioma Origen:
I beat my machine it´s a part of me it´s inside of me
I´m stuck in this dream it´s changing me I am becoming
The me the you know he had some second thoughts
He´s covered with scabs he is broken and sore
The me that you know he doesn´t come around much
That part of me isn´t here anymore
All pain disappears it´s the nature of my circuitry
Drowns out all I hear no escape from this my new consciousness
The me that you know he used to have feelings
But the blood has stopped pumping and he´s left to decay
The me that you know is now made up of wires
And even when I´m right with you I´m so far away
I can try to get away but I´ve strapped myself in
I can try to scratch away the sound in my ears
I can see it killing away all of my bad parts
I don´t want to listen but it´s all to clear
Idioma Destino:
I beat my machine it´s a part of me it´s inside of me
I´m stuck in this dream it´s changing me I am becoming
The me the you know he had some second thoughts
He´s covered with scabs he is broken and sore
The me that you know he doesn´t come around much
That part of me isn´t here anymore
All pain disappears it´s the nature of my circuitry
Drowns out all I hear no escape from this my new consciousness
The me that you know he used to have feelings
But the blood has stopped pumping and he´s left to decay
The me that you know is now made up of wires
And even when I´m right with you I´m so far away
I can try to get away but I´ve strapped myself in
I can try to scratch away the sound in my ears
I can see it killing away all of my bad parts
I don´t want to listen but it´s all to clear