Theatre of Robots

You'll make it up, you'll tell a lie.
Pretend you're real, go on and try.
Praise yourself. It's all ok, it gets easier, it gets easier.
So take your pills (SO TAKE YOUR PILLS), blur your life.
Forget you were ever there, to enjoy the ride.
And bite your lip (AND BITE YOUR LIP), swallow your pride.
How long has it been for you, since you felt alive?

The night you'd show off,
You're fabulous for me
The fear of reverence
No matter how much I try to put you aside
Who hurt you so badly,
Who made you a mess,
Who tore up your heart,
and left me to clean up the mess...
well I'm going to finish it

To wave, goodbye.
To wave, goodbye.

The pavement; it dulls your senses.
And visions of black and white, of solid steel,
and flashing lights.
So close your eyes, and lose this fight.
Your pupils close,
In symphony.
Your bodies limp,
You try to cry.
You've lost this fight,
You've lost this fight.