Bright lights lead the way No pain, long hallway Last rites, things to say Don't strain float away You would never believe the way that I float out here Mold elements, no atmosphere Just dust and when they touch they burn Put your finger to the top of the world and let it turn Put your finger to the top of the world and let it turn Nobody can see me cause nobody tries They just a**ume that I'm alive People on the brink of d**h utter with their last breath Everything they believe, but they never said And I've been out here for years see? But I never measure history, unlimited energy Running for infinity considering I tend to be An entity directed toward simplicity it's interesting I get data, and they still care, and hey It's digital it's a prayer that they're sending me I need an upgrade Everything on me is way out of date And hey, I got five pistons that are firing late Pathetic credit to address it; tell me what's it going to take? Bright lights lead the way No pain, long hallway Last rites, things to say Don't strain float away I hear a lot of stuff and I patch up bugs, but it's never enough Every fuel cell doesn't always do well; corrosion makes times get rough And I determine the composition Every atom every planet every nuclear position And it's a mixture of chance and precision An even disposition is critical to the mission An an*lytical system is supposedly the science Check the alliance, I put them into existence And I can see every piece clearly I never seem to settle who engineered me I'm sorry but I go to ask I know it's not big and the world is vast But the programmer left me with all these tasks Uh, can I get another drive attached? Me? Yeah I never complain I risk rust in the heaviest rain I know that I haven't been the best mainframe But I just need rest, could you level down my brain? Yes I can do that Not even an issue if you believe that it's true that You are dealing with a deity that can approve that Don't even deduce it just a**ume that you will prove that I exist who will admit this? Only the witless? Find me a physicist! And I can shatter every theory that you're living with It doesn't matter, you can believe that I'm primitive Doubt; that's what I'm all about I've got motives, but you'll never figure them out It's not life It's conscious intelligence Doomed to improve 'til I'm no longer relevant You would never believe the way that I float out here Mold elements, no atmosphere Just dust and when they touch they burn Put your finger to the top of the world and let it turn Bright lights lead the way No pain, long hallway Last rites, things to say Don't strain float away You would never believe the way that I float out here Mold elements, no atmosphere Nobody can see me cause nobody tries They just a**ume that I'm alive