Commotion Strange

There Were Wires

Compositor: There Were Wires

This machine won't concede, damn it!
Admit failure! Admit defeat!
You'll have it for only so long.
Attack, attack!
I want it to rely on me,
insure stability.

This program repeats so fast!
Buy me all the shiny things,
condemn them, of course.

The weight assures we are intact,
we are intact,
bursting from the inside out.
Behind the wires, beneath the circuits...
it's so perfect to die on the bottom.