Lyrics

(All american-) (Asswipe) What a waste Nothing works but the peeling tape A paycheck is a piece of cake Uninsured, but feeling life in front of me I waste another day Trapped inside my brain, out of space With nothing left to say Nothing but death I'm afraid This is the end of me If I can feel it in my head Shove it in Open my dark escape to searing pain Drop to the floor like a heavy weight I cough till I tri-i-i-i-i-ip C-c-c-c-c-c-c-covered in bloo-o-o-o-od I think I just threw up, now I know I'm fucked Something called my name (my real name) (Machine Girl) Something called my name, my real name I hear it say Waking up! I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head My final form I'm made of gold and so much more 1000 power cords A fucking werewolf in a lightning storm (All american asswipe...) I'm a machine on a mission This is lightspeed, I have no ignition yet An imaginary life will tear right through my human flesh I feel most real when I'm not myself Emancipated, liberated from my human shell (Salvation in a digital heaven) 'Cause real life is hell I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head I can feel it in my head! (Do, do it, do, do it, do, do it, do, do it, do, do it) (Do it, do, do it, do, do it, do, do it) The walking, talking, fucking, sucking death! (Machine Girl) (All american...) *Snoring*
Writer(s): Matt Stephenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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