Out of my senses
Into my screen
We are the faithless
The new routine
Are we the smart ones?
Oh lazy beings
We go all together
So naturally
This is the future
We are the past
Newborns with phones
Under their arms
The drum keeps kicking
It sounds so clean
Washed up and polished
The new machines
The new machines
Are you and me
The new machines
Are you and me?
We changed the colors
To plasma now
Our trees so hollow
Our love so free
And so it follows
So endlessly
All I care though
It's you and me
The new machines
Are you and me
The new machines
Are you and me
Just you and me
The new machines
Just you and me
The new machines