We Talk Like Machines - Savoir Adore

A fleck of metal in your eye

My body doesn’t have to try

To recognize one of its kind

Where we are

It’s magical when we combine

Similar parts

We talk like machines

With moving parts and electric dreams

Don’t know what it means

But we’ll transform and rip our seams

My flesh is scarred and growing thin

It works so hard to keep us in

Our silver limbs will show it’s just a matter of time

The human world will have to adjust

We’ll be fine

We talk like machines

With moving parts and electric dreams

Don’t know what it means

But we’ll transform and rip our seams