[Verse 1] They cut the cord in a white-tile womb No cry, no name, just a breathing tomb You wake to buzz-lights and a chrome-red sky Hands pre-wired for work in a life priced high [Verse 2] Cold little bodies in the vat rows hum Skinned in plastic when the morning comes The staff in white with their perfect teeth Tag your skull and sign underneath [Pre-Chorus] They feed you hours They feed you static They count your breaths Through cinder and plastic No mother, no moon No chosen fate Just rubber gloves And a locked sedate [Chorus] Human doings Human doings Born for the machine Human doings Human doings Blood for the screen (Human doings) (Human doings) [Verse 3] Needle hymns when you start to wake White coat laughter when your spine shakes They peel the thought right out of your skin Scrub it clean and staple it thin [Verse 4] No love in the vents, no dream in the drain Just looping prayers in a soft, kind pain You're safe, you're loved, you're finally clean While they siphon your heat to the god-machine [Pre-Chorus] They feed you hours They feed you screams They bleach your tongue And edit your dreams No prayer can crack That iron gate Just smile, child, And acclimate [Bridge] Scalpels humming Heads bowed low Charts on clipboards In a sterile row The door is a mouth With a stitched-shut grin One more dose And we’ll let you in [Breakdown] No escape in the smoke No blood in the chain Just soft hands holding you Till you forget your name So march in the glow Of the harvest room Where your final light Gets labeled and consumed [Final Chorus] Human doings Human doings Grown for the machine Human doings Meat for the screen Human doings Human doings No soul left to redeem (Human doings) (Human doings)
