Beatbox — Apoptygma Berzerk

A metallic beat keeps us insane For every new are a different color blink Sixty leds flashing, just one makes a gain You copy and paste yourself into my brain

Patterns to be followed, arrangements to be made Track to be programmed, new patterns to be laid You should fit the beat in the same frame You always find a way into my brain

From a blinking chip to be fit into my heart We'll build a perfect brute, you played it from the start From your ? to my ears, through pleasure and pain You always find a way back into my brain

Oh no (Into my brain)