كلمات We Talk Like Machines

A fleck of metal in your eye My body doesn't have to try To recognize one of its kind where we are It's magical when we combine similar parts We talk like machines With moving parts and electric dreams Don't know what it means But we'll transform and rip our seams My flesh is scarred and growing thin It works so hard to keep us in Our silver limbs will show it's just a matter of time The human world will have to adjust, we'll be fine We talk like machines With moving parts and electric dreams Don't know what it means But we'll transform and rip our seams We talk like machines With moving parts and electric dreams Don't know what it means But we'll transform and rip our seams We talk like machines With moving parts and electric dreams Don't know what it means But we'll transform and rip our seams