The Machine

The machines will rust your dreams and.
Fill you up with hate
I would like to know you
But I don't know how too
If I stay I must relate….

Because they are here
Yes they're here.

I live amongst the young professionals
On their phones to better times
The avenues are changing
Cheap buildings overflow
The fortress, sense foreboding
So affluence it grows
A suburban occupation
The city it is changing
And it makes me uncomfortable.

The machines will rust your dreams
And fill you up with hate
Id like to know you
Think I am learning how to
To stay I must relate…

Because they're here
Yes they're here
They're here
They're here.

They're here
Yes they're here

They're here…