Deus Ex Machina

My mind is a machine

Deus ex machina, God

I fire rounds in my head

Creating holes in the plot

One finger pointed at you

Three pointed back with a punch

They all tell me to stand down

But I like the power too much

Pretty wanted hell and a taste of venom

But it's a counterfeit drip rip that you're spittin'

And I wanna take a high road back to Heaven

But I've become too good at playing the villain

Systematic pressure made you look

Riding on my coattails, tell 'em what you took

Tell me what you been through, tell me how you fell

Tell me one thing that you know about hell, huh?

My mind, ghost in the machine, a god

It writes the scene and I play the part

I lost control over my head

It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind, ghost in the machine, a god

It writes the scene and I play the part

I lost control over my head

It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind is a machine

Deus ex machina, God

I fire rounds in my head

Creating holes in the plot

One finger pointed at you

Three pointed back with a punch

They all tell me to stand down

But I like the power

Back in the coffin that birthed it

When I clawed my way straight up to the surface

Now I'm back to the core, been ignoring

Whisper from the back seat telling me to floor it

Take a breath, pull it back, just a little tragic

My mouth forced open as they fed me plastic

Tastes better, they said, it's been proven by the masses

So they copy and they paste it, then the vultures come and grab it, uh

My mind is a machine

Deus ex machina, God

My mind, my mind

My mind is a machine

My mind, ghost in the machine, a god

It writes the scene and I play the part

I lost control over my head

It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind, ghost in the machine, a god

It writes the scene and I play the part

I lost control over my head

It's gonna tear you to shreds

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