With limbs made of metal
Working loom and pedal
Puppeteering all my actions by it's strings
Creator [bad word] Guiding all emotion
It is no longer called reason it's king
But i'm fine
Cause ignorance is bliss
I doubt you'll savor this
Well apathy isn't all

I am the ghost in the machine
Overriding all the rational
And you [bad word] to know my name

This circus of circutry
Has gotten the best of me
Instictual behavior at the helm
So swallow both lock and key
No longer considered free
Disconnect and join your new kingship realm
But i'm fine
Cause ignorance is bliss
I doubt you'll savor this
I'll tear this machine apart

I am the ghost in the machine
Overriding all the rational
And you [bad word] to know my name

But if this ghost is in this machine
Then why do I feel the warmth?
Of this hand that's outstretched towards me
Whispering "you're in control."

I AM THE GHOST IN THE MACHINE
And you [bad word] to know
MY NAME, MY NAME
And you know how...Oh the words that kept you begging for more
Than what you bargained for

I am the ghost in the machine
Overriding all the rational
And you [bad word] to know my name
Head in hands, you know who's really to blame