Beatbox

A metronome beat keeps us in sync
For every new bar, a different colored blink
Sixteen LEDs flashing, plus one next to Gain
You copy and paste yourself into my brain

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

From our ???, from your filters to my heart
We'll build a perfect groove, you play when I hit Start
From your buttons to my ears, through pleasure and pain
You always find a way back into my brain

On and on...