text: Should we believe that human beings are just material things
  Destined to grasp every little bit of happiness?
  But without a purpose, do we truly know what we are good for?
  Do our philosophies make sense when we truly test them?
  Im more than just a ghost in the machine
  Not just a hollow vessel aimlessly sailing
  Its not easy to believe what our eyes cant see
  But I am more than just a ghost in the machine
  Can we battle a crisis of the conscience alone?
  Life is a guilt trip, it was built in to a system that we live with
  We cant seem to escape it
  So we worship our idols and expect them to save us
  Im more than just a ghost in the machine
  Not just a hollow vessel aimlessly sailing
  Its not easy to believe what our eyes cant see
  But I am more than just a ghost in the machine
  I can not be explained, no
  I am no coincidence
  Take me apart and put me back together again
  I can not be explained, no
  I am no coincidence
  Take me apart and put me back together again
  Im more than just a ghost in the machine
  Not just a hollow vessel aimlessly sailing
  Its not easy to believe what our eyes cant see
  But I am more than just a ghost in the machine