[Verse 1]
We are self-appointed kings
Lording over little screens
A crown on every head
A kingdom in every hand
And yet it remains to be seen
Computers with flesh responsibility
Ah fuck
[Pre-Chorus]
Did you know they've put ads in your dreams?
It's a distraction
Bore you to the fatal point of no resistance
Bitter life, but they keep it sweet in this existence
When you're old, all you'll know and see
Are these new machines
[Chorus]
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
[Verse 2]
Empires rot from the inside out
Your wires cannot feed the poor
I wish I was apathetic
I wish I didn't know what a handful of silver
Gripping 'round my throat felt like
But I do, but I do
[Pre-Chorus]
Did you know they've put ads in your dreams?
It's a distraction
Bore you to the fatal point of no resistance
Bitter life, but they keep it sweet in this existence
When you're old, all you'll know and see
Are these new machines
[Chorus]
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
[Bridge]
Can I subscribe to a healthy life?
And in the end, will we be alright?
Search "how do you sharpen knives?"
Chat "where's the best to run and hide?"
[Chorus]
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
The upheaval, the upheaval, ahh!
[Outro]
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
All the new machines
Mechaeval, mechaeval, ahh!
All the new machines
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