sometimes i cant see the blue through the red hard to see the good through your trail of dead you say youll do all you can to save them killing your own wont make you human i woke to turn this man to cinder circuits afire as i remember again i hear a promise spoken my rage repairs what once was broken they lost me forgot me made you from parts of me if youre the one my fathers son then what am i supposed to be you say these things you do are what you choose this thing you call your will i call a ruse we follow our path we walk the program ive accepted the machine i am i wear a mask to hide whats been erased how do you kill a man who has your face my heart is gone theres only fire ive met my maker and the mans a liar they lost me forgot me made you from parts of me if youre the one my fathers son then what am i supposed to be what am i i had a name my father called me blues he tore my heart from my chest to give to you im not broken im not the breakman i was the first i am the protoman they lost me forgot me made you from parts of me if youre the one my fathers son then what am i supposed to be what am i supposed to be 1