Deus Ex Machina

My mind is a machine
Deus Ex Machina, God
I fire rounds in my head
Creating holes in the plot
One finger pointed at you
3 pointed back with a punch
They all tell me to stand down
But I like that power too much

Pretty wanted hell and a taste of venom
But it's a counterfeit drip rip that you're spittin
And I wanna take a high road back to heaven
But I've become too good at playing the villain

Systematic pressure made you look
Riding on my coattails, tell 'em what you took
Tell me what you've been through, tell me how you fell
Tell me one thing that you know about hell
Huh?

My mind, ghost in machine, a God
It writes the scene and I play the part
I lost control over my head
It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind, ghost in machine, a God
It writes the scene and I play the part
I lost control over my head
It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind is a machine
Deus Ex Machina, God
I fire rounds in my head
Creating holes in the plot
One finger pointed at you
3 pointed back with a punch
They all tell me to stand down
But I like the power

Back in the coffin that birthed it
When I clawed my way straight up to the surface
Now I'm back to the core, been ignoring
A whisper from back seat telling me to floor it

Take a breath pull it back, it's just a little tragic
My mouth forced open as they fed me plastic
Tastes better they said, it's been proven by the masses
So they copy and they paste it then the vultures come and grab it
Ugh

My mind, ghost in machine, a God
It writes the scene and I play the part
I lost control over my head
It's gonna tear you to shreds

My mind, ghost in machine, a God
It writes the scene and I play the part
I lost control over my head
It's gonna tear you to shreds