Machines

Machines - Polly Scattergood

Don't you see some sides darlin'

Don't you see some sides

Never start a fire when you're blinded by the sun

Golden leaves and bright mornings

Don't you see some sides

Falling beams of light

Now I'm blinded by the sun

Enough too much you're cold

Singing we are not machines

There is blood beneath our skin

I could hear the choir sing

As the darkness settled in

You seem much colder as I lay on your sofa

And I made my hands into a four leaf clover and you

You say you love me but I think you say that a lot

Just for a second time stop

Enough too much you're cold

Singing we are not machines

There is blood beneath our skin

I could hear the choir sing

As the darkness settled in

Going home and I just can't wait anymore

While I pick up my heart from your bedroom floor

Going home and I just can't take anymore

Going home and I just can't take anymore

While I pick up my heart from your bedroom floor

Going home and I just can't take anymore

We are not machines we are not machines

We are not machines we are not machines

We are echoing eternal dreamers

Singing we are not machines

There is blood beneath our skin

I could hear the choir sing

As the darkness settled in