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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul P McSweeney
Songwriter
Lyrics
If you need a hand, just ask the mechanical man
But don't take to much, it's easy to overindulge
Let's have a chat, of how we've come to this
A self-Inflicted fall into our own abyss
What a lovely day, we don't need you now
I'll guess I'll disconnect and watch it all go down
Make me obsolete, Let them replace us with machines
An Artificial Coterie
No place for me, without a purpose a to be
This all could be so nice if we weren't run by greed
Were on a narrow path, becoming incomplete
You'll find the aftermath is starving in the streets
Make me obsolete, Let them replace us with machines
An Artificial Coterie
Rotting in our beds, Wires running round inside our heads
Just push play, for the end of days
Make me obsolete
Let them replace us with machines
An Artificial Coterie
Rotting in our beds, Wires running round inside our heads
Writer(s): Paul P Mcsweeney
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