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TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING
my body breaks - the void screams
weary of hollow metals
that ring of hollow life
by hand and by hammer
i give birth tonight
metal bend and metal scream
welding bright the circuit seam
weary of the hollow spaces
between the twinkling lights
i lost something along the way
and it doesn't feel right

MAY-BE IM-NOT
falling apart but falling a lot
MAY-BE IM-NOT
completely circuitry but i can't stop

IM GONNA FALL APART!!!
IM GONNA FALL APART!!!

coming close im coming closer
yet maybe im not
i can make you a sex machine
that would be hot
break my nails and pull my hair
theres circuit boards everywhere
how long have i been in here
this is not my house

MAY-BE IM-NOT
falling apart but falling a lot
MAY-BE IM-NOT
completely circuitry but i can't stop

IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND
I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN
once upon a time- i had a broken heart
once upon a time- i just had a heart
i limped when i was wounded- so i replaced my parts
once upon a time i had a heart but
IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND
I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN
if i am a machine because my hand made heart
then why do i dream im a dinosaur tearing sheep apart

lightning
fill me up - it tells me where to go
colors me and changes me
it withers me to coal
lightning
tears me up - leaves me smoldering
i close my eyes and hear her voice
framed by vulture wings

in the wires of my hand- i see my fate
cold and mechanical- squeaky with hate
it clicks + whiiirs and im satisfied
its designed to fill that black hole deep inside
im turning away from the path of soft skin
to a path of mechanical sin
turning away from the warmth of gold
to an empty machine thats broken and cold

click click click hollow rooms always consume
click click click dark and empty like most of the moon
click click click the things we do in the name of love
click click click secret machines and a rusty glove

SLEEP WELL MECHANICAL THING
YOU WERE FUN FOR AWHILE
BUT NOW IM GOING GOING GOING
TO GO
GET
GET A BURRITO
go get a burrito
go get a burrito....etc
TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING   my body breaks - the void screams   weary of hollow metals   that ring of hollow life   by hand and by hammer   i give birth tonight   metal bend and metal scream   welding bright the circuit seam   weary of the hollow spaces   between the twinkling lights   i lost something along the way   and it doesn't feel right      MAY-BE IM-NOT   falling apart but falling a lot   MAY-BE IM-NOT   completely circuitry but i can't stop      IM GONNA FALL APART!!!   IM GONNA FALL APART!!!      coming close im coming closer   yet maybe im not   i can make you a sex machine   that would be hot   break my nails and pull my hair   theres circuit boards everywhere   how long have i been in here   this is not my house      MAY-BE IM-NOT   falling apart but falling a lot   MAY-BE IM-NOT   completely circuitry but i can't stop      IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND   I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN   once upon a time- i had a broken heart   once upon a time- i just had a heart   i limped when i was wounded- so i replaced my parts   once upon a time i had a heart but   IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND   I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN   if i am a machine because my hand made heart   then why do i dream im a dinosaur tearing sheep apart      lightning   fill me up - it tells me where to go   colors me and changes me   it withers me to coal   lightning   tears me up - leaves me smoldering   i close my eyes and hear her voice   framed by vulture wings      in the wires of my hand- i see my fate   cold and mechanical- squeaky with hate   it clicks + whiiirs and im satisfied   its designed to fill that black hole deep inside   im turning away from the path of soft skin   to a path of mechanical sin   turning away from the warmth of gold   to an empty machine thats broken and cold      click click click hollow rooms always consume   click click click dark and empty like most of the moon   click click click the things we do in the name of love   click click click secret machines and a rusty glove      SLEEP WELL MECHANICAL THING   YOU WERE FUN FOR AWHILE   BUT NOW IM GOING GOING GOING   TO GO   GET   GET A BURRITO   go get a burrito   go get a burrito....etc
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