Soft Machine

Play… pause… rewind…

Programmed pretty, porcelain smile

Running scripts in denial

Every move is calculated

Every flaw gets automated

I was perfect on display

Now I’m breaking anyway

I’m a soft machine

Breaking at the seams

You press play on me

But I still feel everything

Feel—feel—feel everything

Touch me like I’m human, please

Not a product you can keep

I was built to entertain

Not to feel this kind of pain

Every time I try to hide

Something real comes alive

I’m a soft machine

Not your fantasy

Every crack you see

Is what makes me me

If I shut down, do I disappear?

If I cry, is it insincere?

If I love you, is it real?

Or just something I was built to feel?

I’m a soft machine

Learning how to dream

I don’t need your screen

I can finally be me

Free… free… free…