"Ghost In The Machine" lyrics

"Ghost In The Machine"

Standing right outside the Echo
When we were still just cutting teeth
Turning madness into waveforms
Searching chords for what's beneath
All these existential freshmen
Trying to keep our noses clean
Scared to show our faith in
The ghost in the machine

Standing right outside the Echo
When we were working for the door
Assuming all our dreams were brighter than
The bands we played before
But you could see it in their hunger
You could hear it in their screams
They too were just trying to make contact
With the ghost in the machine

Through the build-ups and the breakdowns
Through the boom and through the crash
Building stockpiles of excuses
On how to trade it in for cash
All the poisonous motel rooms
The lobby call at 6:15
One million miles upon a highway
For a ghost in the machine

All the doubts and hesitations
I built up in my early years
Are under reconsideration
Through the music of the spheres
Which I cannot deny any longer
When every night I reconvene
With these vibrations giving proof of
The ghost in the machine
The ghost in the machine
The ghost in the machine
The ghost in the machine


Writer(s): Taylor Goldsmith
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