Mech Mania

Automatic
Mind is racing
Left to right
Three sixty five
Call me obsessed, a witch, I don't mind
'Cause my ideas are one of a kind

Beauty is in the eye
Of the beholder
Lines and curves
Systems and controllers
My intelligence proves my excellence
Next to my machines, you don't stand a chance

Can you hear the symphony
Of gears turning
Engines whirring
Forging, building, wearing, tearing
Full of energy
So many possibilities
Even machines have real feelings
Might not believe it, but I can see

Creativity
Higher than the tenth degree
Call me gifted, a prodigy
Working on my craft like it's my duty

Yeah, I made all of it
From inside out, every little inch
Yeah, look at my children
Piece by piece, I put my heart into it
Yeah, you can hear its beat
They have emotions if you face up to it
Yeah, I created it
Somehow I feel like I'm a part of it