She's a Machine


She's possessed many a soul
since the beginning of time.


Her appearance has changed,
but her allure is still the same.


Satisfaction is just a click away;
your idols are on the screen.


Our lives are defined
by what we can't live without.


She promises but never delivers;
you can't help believing her lies.


Your mind is a temple and
it's been desecrated by her.


She's a machine built to produce
slaves to bow down to her.


You think you can ignore her,
but she's your addiction.


She won't loosen the grip;
she won't stop until she kills you.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Inspired by: "Ghost Machine" by Jon Foreman

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