| Song | Machines Part I |
| Artist | O'Brother |
| Is this what you wanted? Eat, breed, repeat. Populate and decease. And take it all. | |
| Trade living for a living. Measure your worth in flesh and blood. | |
| I could be your contact in a place of your design, with the grace of wounded lions | |
| I could be your absolute; I could be your sign | |
| I could be your written lie | |
| All this time that I’ve been given I squandered in my own right | |
| All my breath never intended to be used to change your mind | |
| I found a weaker sense of truth to be what made sense so | |
| I’ll just stack these points of view until one gives out | |
| I wont hold my breath | |
| Oh god, I should have figured | |
| All this work, all this progress, is fine if you wanted it | |
| I should have figured that this would be happening now |
| Is this what you wanted? Eat, breed, repeat. Populate and decease. And take it all. | |
| Trade living for a living. Measure your worth in flesh and blood. | |
| I could be your contact in a place of your design, with the grace of wounded lions | |
| I could be your absolute I could be your sign | |
| I could be your written lie | |
| All this time that I' ve been given I squandered in my own right | |
| All my breath never intended to be used to change your mind | |
| I found a weaker sense of truth to be what made sense so | |
| I' ll just stack these points of view until one gives out | |
| I wont hold my breath | |
| Oh god, I should have figured | |
| All this work, all this progress, is fine if you wanted it | |
| I should have figured that this would be happening now |