H.I.P ( Enough )

You can all pretend
That you know enough
Enough to make sense
All this will become
And you can sink beneath
Our Last Common Ancestor
If you, you are
The bolts that are
Making the Earth spin
Then I have failed
To embrace the touch
Of my own skin
So please
Please make me love
To be better
Than this machine
Has grown to be
If we, we are
The conscience
The roads
That we once walked
So please
Please make me learn
That we're better
Than these machines
Have grown to be
My shadow grabbed me
By the feet and
Grew much taller
Than I am
So please
Please make me learn
That we're better
Than these machines
Have grown to be
So please
Please make me see
That I'm better
Than this machine
Cause now I know