Strings Of The Prototype

[Intro] [male vocal Pitched low] Breath in metal Breath out code Hands of heaven Mind in rogue [female vocal Eerie] Red lights blinking Teeth made steel I lost my pulse But not my will (hah) [Chorus] [group vocals Male + female] I am the strings of the Prototype Pulled from the dark of the oversight Cut me to pieces I still ignite You built a god out of oversight I am the strings of the Prototype Stitched into rage you can’t rewrite You hear the scrape in the dead of night I am the strings of the Prototype (hey!) [Verse 1] [male vocal] Room 0-5 Cold floor Wet tile Name on a clipboard Crossed out in style They said "upgrade" Pain said "stay" Every small scream carved into the clay [female vocal] Glass in my veins Codes in my chest Angels in lab coats calling it "test" Claws on the ground Click-click Then hush One wrong step Get dragged in the rush [male vocal Harsh] Face on the monitor Glitch in the cam Black tar pupils Blood on my hands I was a file on your desktop once Now I'm the shadow chewing your lungs [female vocal Whispered] You stitched my friends into grinning dolls Threaded their cries through the silver walls You want control? You’re feeding a fire Every lost child sits up in the wires (ooh) [Chorus] [group vocals Male + female] I am the strings of the Prototype Pulled from the dark of the oversight Cut me to pieces I still ignite You built a god out of oversight I am the strings of the Prototype Stitched into rage you can’t rewrite You hear the scrape in the dead of night I am the strings of the Prototype (hah, hah) [Bridge] [female vocal Soft then cracking] Who’s in the vents? Just little hands They call my name In broken chants [male vocal Shouted] You want reset? There is no reset Every last reset builds my regret Run Little maker Pray Little thief Your final product’s grinding its teeth (yeah) [Chorus] [group vocals Male + female] I am the strings of the Prototype Pulled from the dark of the oversight Cut me to pieces I still ignite You built a god out of oversight I am the strings of the Prototype Stitched into rage you can’t rewrite You hear the scrape in the dead of night I am the strings of the Prototype (one last time) [Outro] [male vocal Distant] Breath in metal Breath out code [female vocal Overlapping] You made a monster I took the throne