Attention System

Miss Machine

Hey, do you like what you see?
She said, “Not in ‘consistency’”
She’s got the system down.
But panic seems to slow her down.
Yet, she won’t cave or let ignitions cease

But that’s when her engine shut down as her heart-skipped rhythm
So she’s back in the factory
And now with her circuits shortened out like she’s hot-wired driven
She escapes from the factory
Hey, Miss Machine

She said, “This ain’t no place for me”
That’s it. She’s out resisting the scene
Time bomb. She’s ticking down.
The fragments seem to haunt her now.
But she won’t cave or let transmissions cease

She wanders on the run
On a road never ending
She wanders aimless as a gun
With the target still pending
She wonders in time if they’ll forget her
Or get her