Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tremonti
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Eric Friedman
Songwriter
Garrett Whitlock
Songwriter
Mark Tremonti
Songwriter
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Adam Grover
Mastering Engineer
Michael "Elvis" Baskette
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You're no true soul, you'll never be
Man-made device, you've haunted me
You're built to serve, to calculate
You're built to love, to overtake
[Verse 2]
Stay with me, for I would never, ever leave you
Hold my hand, for I would never, ever let it see an end
Oh, you are mine, oh, I could never, ever leave you behind
But, stay with me, for I would never, ever leave you
[Verse 3]
Look at you now, you're a dying machine
Cold and disfigured, corrupted, diseased
Again you've come back, oh, I'll die in this place
Mechanical cradle, synthetic embrace
[Verse 4]
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
[Verse 5]
The years go by, you follow me
Manufactured eyes see everything
Your corroding core degenerates
Programmed to love and terminate
[Verse 6]
Oh, I must stay, for I could never, ever turn your love away
Oh, you're the one, for I could never, ever see our love undone, yeah
I'm not your fool and I could never, ever say a thing so cruel
So stay with me, 'cause I am never, ever gonna leave you
[Verse 7]
Look at you now, you're a dying machine
Cold and disfigured, corrupted, diseased
Again you've come back, oh, I'll die in this place
Mechanical cradle, synthetic embrace
[Verse 8]
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
[Verse 9]
As deep as any ocean
Like the promise of the morning sun, never ending, never done
The scale of my devotion
I crave until we love again, follow to the bitter end
[Verse 10]
Like walking in a nightmare
A travesty, a shell born dead, fabricated, interbred
Relentless as you like it
Never ending, never gone, never changing, never done
Never changing, never done
[Verse 11]
Look at you now, you're a dying machine
Cold and disfigured, corrupted, diseased
Again you've come back, oh, I'll die in this place
Mechanical cradle, synthetic embrace
[Verse 12]
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
You're a dying machine
[Verse 13]
Oh
Oh-oh
Written by: Eric Friedman, Garrett Whitlock, Mark Tremonti, Michael "Elvis" Baskette