Cypher

[Refrain]

Turn me into a battery

If I get to be who I wanna be

[Chorus]

No "One", no prodigy

Will speak for me

I can't touch, I can't feel

A false prophecy

[Post-Chorus]

The truth or a lie, this painting of thought

Black and white lines, vividity drawn

Don't drown me in a sea of machines

Don't drown me in a sea of machines

Call me back in

[Refrain]

Turn me into a battery

If I get to be who I wanna be

[Chorus]

No "One", no prodigy

Will speak for me

I can't touch, I can't feel

A false prophecy

[Bridge]

"...to say yes, it may be a game, but it's a ghastly game, it's a grim game. It's like a child who's caught a fly alive and is picking the wings off it. The universe is that sort of scheme. It's a trap. It's the thing that gives you hope, always dangling possibilities in front of you to keep you going but then it grinds you up. Then it revives you a little like a master torturer, keeping a person alive in order to experience pain."

[Breakdown]

Call me back in

[Chorus]

No "One", no prodigy

Will speak for me

I can't touch, I can't feel

A false prophecy

No "One", no prodigy

Will speak for me

I can't touch, I can't feel

A false prophecy

[Outro]

Turn me into a battery

Turn me into a battery