When i was a little tease
I never really aimed to please
But I practiced my piano in a happy haze
Each morning I got up to fight
To stay asleep in broad daylight
Dreaming of the day the world would change its ways
So my keys to the game were the keys of my baby grand
I devoted myself to the weapon beneath my hand
And I played till my my fingers went white
Until I began to see the light
And I said to myself:
There are needs there are fears and sometimes there are thrills
And
This Machine
This Machine
This Machine
This Machine Kills
I want to be on the right side when the prophecy fulfills
This Machine
This Machine
This Machine
This Machine Kills
We want to be on the right side when the prophecy fulfills
And
This Machine
This Machine
This Machine Kills