Eden Synthetic Corps - Correcting God's Design lyrics

the programmer sighs and covers my eyes I should have been smarter I should have been wise it sh**s out the lies now it's all f**ing grey it puts me to sleep in the room made of clay looks like I'm going nowhere fast I'm counting the walls as the days get fast I'm losing my hair I'm getting thin I am a human being inside a surface skin If this is correction I'd rather stay wrong If this is the cure I'd rather stay sick my own protection i'd better stay strong it's coming again so I'd better be quick