track 2 from the album stages and cycles
Tell yourself what you want, I’m just a product.
Drugged with thought unfolding me, fastened too firmly
The ticking of the clock inside my head, showing reluctance
towards the indifference
I’m just a product. I’m artificial and limited. I’m just a
product. I’m artificial.
Removing the care every now and again, social dignities are
blades in the wind.
The machine chugs on imitating perfection. I’m just a product.
I’m just
The amputations from the operations - An assembled life -
Artificial and limited
I’m just a product. I’m artificial and limited. I’m just a
product. I’m artificial.
Face to face with obligation, give me a reason not to medicate
creation.
I've lost my identification. I’m past my expiration.
Give me a reason not to medicate creation, a reason not to retain
the information.
I’m artificial and limited.