The hand touches the button.
I lift my head slowly.
I feel the life flowing through the cable and the power flashing through my veins.
Our bodies walk through the city, at a walking pace,
in strict time.
But now we are awake forever.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We always have to run on,
without any plan and aim.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We have to march non-stop.
Our legs are as heavy as plumb. But we run past each other. I feel my head vibrating. Our looks are like preprogrammed.
Nobody can see the ending.
nobody knows where we are headed to.
You are the mountain who sinks this ship. You are the button that stops me.
Like machines
we have to work.
We always have to run on,
without any plan and aim.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We have to march non-stop.
Like machines
we have to work.
We always have to run on,
without any plan and aim.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We have to march non-stop.
Like machines
we have to work.
We always have to run on,
without any plan and aim.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We have to march non-stop.
Like machines
we have to work.
We always have to run on,
without any plan and aim.
We are like machines,
we have to work.
We have to march non-stop.
without any plan and aim.