Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

I know they are controlling me

An electronic conspiracy

Twisted minds and sordid schemes

To break my will with their routine

Direct the flights and then repeat

Explore the space and then repeat

Design machines that "help the man"

Do everything they don't wanna do

I'm not machine, I have my will

But they have the reigns and those `i'll steal

Code to the door that leads to me

Code to the tube that feeds me

Numbers are flowing through my mind

Decoding the truth they tried to hide

Thousands of fails, but then again

I'm starting to like the routine

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat

Repeat…Repeat…Repeat…Repeat…Repeat…Repeat…Repeat

Enter my chamber, see the brain inside a glass container

It is m

Try to seize control now

An inevitable failure