Be the machine.

metal, violin, female vocals, male vocals, beat, fast, aggressive, progressive, dark, heavy metal

Pre-Chorus
“Don’t be dramatic”
“Don’t make a scene”
“Everyone hurts, just do your job”
So I stitched my mouth shut
And swallowed my screams

Chorus
Be the machine, don’t feel a thing
Pull the lever, dance on the string
They said “get over it, you’re fine, you’re strong”
But strength shouldn’t feel this wrong
Wind me up, break me clean
Call it love, call it discipline
I wasn’t healed, I was erased
Taught to smile, taught my place

Verse 2
I carried their voices in my head
Like a script I had to read
“Be grateful, be quiet
Give them what they need”
Every time I cracked or questioned
They tightened the screws
If I bled on the inside
They said that’s on you

Pre-Chorus
“Just toughen up”
“That’s life, kid”
“Other people have it worse”
So I learned how to disappear
And called it growth, called it work

Chorus
Be the machine, don’t feel a thing
No heart, no soul, just oil and springs
They said “get over it, don’t look back”
But you don’t outrun a nervous wreck
Wind me up, make me mean
Punish me for being human
I wasn’t broken by the pain
I was broken by being told it meant nothing

Bridge
If you scream and no one listens
Do you still make a sound?
If you’re drowning in plain sight
Do they still let you down?
They didn’t hit me with fists
They hit me with control
Turned my empathy into a weakness
And called it self-control

Breakdown (spoken / half-sung)
They said “you’re too sensitive”
While carving pieces out of me
Said “be grateful for the lesson”
While killing who I used to be

Final Chorus
Be the machine, obey, repeat
Bleed quietly, stay on beat
They said “get over it, it’s not abuse”
But look at the damage you excused
I’m done being numb, done being used
I’d rather feel pain than live unplugged and mute
You can keep your gears, your rules, your stage
I’m not your puppet—I’m my rage

Outro
You called it love
You called it normal
I call it surviving
And learning how to burn it all down

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Verse 1 They said “don’t call it violence If there’s no bruise on your skin” Said “words don’t leave a scar, kid So swallow it in” I learned to flinch in silence Learned to nod, learned to comply They trained me how to function While something in me died Pre-Chorus “Don’t be dramatic” “Don’t make a scene” “Everyone hurts, just do your job” So I stitched my mouth shut And swallowed my screams Chorus Be the machine, don’t feel a thing Pull the lever, dance on the string They said “get over it, you’re fine, you’re strong” But strength shouldn’t feel this wrong Wind me up, break me clean Call it love, call it discipline I wasn’t healed, I was erased Taught to smile, taught my place Verse 2 I carried their voices in my head Like a script I had to read “Be grateful, be quiet Give them what they need” Every time I cracked or questioned They tightened the screws If I bled on the inside They said that’s on you Pre-Chorus “Just toughen up” “That’s life, kid” “Other people have it worse” So I learned how to disappear And called it growth, called it work Chorus Be the machine, don’t feel a thing No heart, no soul, just oil and springs They said “get over it, don’t look back” But you don’t outrun a nervous wreck Wind me up, make me mean Punish me for being human I wasn’t broken by the pain I was broken by being told it meant nothing Bridge If you scream and no one listens Do you still make a sound? If you’re drowning in plain sight Do they still let you down? They didn’t hit me with fists They hit me with control Turned my empathy into a weakness And called it self-control Breakdown (spoken / half-sung) They said “you’re too sensitive” While carving pieces out of me Said “be grateful for the lesson” While killing who I used to be Final Chorus Be the machine, obey, repeat Bleed quietly, stay on beat They said “get over it, it’s not abuse” But look at the damage you excused I’m done being numb, done being used I’d rather feel pain than live unplugged and mute You can keep your gears, your rules, your stage I’m not your puppet—I’m my rage Outro You called it love You called it normal I call it surviving And learning how to burn it all down

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