Kenneth Thomas -  Ghost   in   the   Machine 

 I  let it go
 I  let it go
 I  let it go
 I  let it go

 I'm  a bird  I'm  a plane
In a digital dream
 I  move around in the sound
 Is   this   real   what   I  seems can it be
My  fantasy 
My  fantasy 
It's the beat of the place like the  deep  of the riff
 I  put my fist in the air
To the sweet symphony that  I  love
In the sound
In the sound

 I  put my fist in the air
 I  put my wings in the air
 I  put my fist in the air to the sweets of the name
And  I  drown in the sound which flows with  me 
 I'm  with  me 
 I'm  with over  me 

 Is   this   real   what   I   feel 
 Or   am   I   deep   in   fantasy 
Have  I  been here before
Or is it  ghost  in the  machine 
Have I been here before
Have I
Have I been here before
Have I been here before
Or is it ghost
Or is it ghost in the machine
Or is it ghost in the machine

Or is it ghost in the machine

I put my fist in the air
I put my wings in the air
I put my fist in the air to the sweets of the name
And I drown in the sound which flows with me
I'm with me
I'm with over me 
Invincibility