Besedila: Marie Digby. Breathing Underwater. Machine.

I'm not a machine

Looking around, everything I see it seems to lose its color
Don't know what's become of me
Barely alive, how did I survive?
One day just like the other, I'm sick of this routine

So I'm gonna cut these strings
Cut them and set me free, nothing controlling me

I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine
I've got breath in me
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine

My body is here but somewhere along the way I lost my mind
It's never too late to be found
Waiting on someone to pick me up but I got left behind
But it won't bring me down

'Cause I'm gonna cut these strings
Cut them and set me free, nothing controlling me

I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine
I've got breath in me
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine

Change the circumstance, it's gonna take me
Erase my memory, reset the way you think
No more commands, no demands, no more losing control
No pushing buttons, no automatic no more

Let me go, let me go, let me go
No pushing button, no automatic

I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine
I've got breath in me
I'm not a machine, I'm not a machine