It feels cold in place of your rust within caution exchange
With this device and my meteor to change
I consent that I cease to exist
When it's okay that I emit transmission lines
Machines watching you learn
Why should you try?
One percent of eyes
Watching you learn
You shouldn't comply
Accident supply
It calls Because you are...
Buried inside your own thoughts a little faster
I consent that I cease to exist
When it's okay that I emit transmission lines
Buried inside your head a little faster