Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Machine Girl
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Matt Stephenson
Songwriter:in
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
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