Lletres: Broken Culture. Self-Destruct(ion).

I am a machine
Everything you do Is just a little peice of me
Control and obey
You will sleep when I am awake
Follow me
You will hurt when I'm happy
Follow you
I just start when you are through

Bury everything inside
Let it rot and let it die
(its all just to sweet to see)
Maybe you'll get a little tiny taste of how it feels
to be me

and my hopes just lead me to my
Self destuction
destruct
Self desturction
destruct

And in the middle I can only hope
that somehow i'll

Dissapear...