Your Body Is a Machine

It’s only a matter of time
Before all the springs in the mind
Will start to break like you have broken me
There’s silver in your lungs now
And all I care about is shapes
And all I care about is colours
You said your body is a machine
It will break like you’ve broken me
And I can’t forget the words
Forgotten promises are completely worthless
I feel you beating in my chest
I feel you screaming in my lungs
You are heavy but your beat’s in time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I feel the crimson on my lips
And now my stomach’s lined with gold
I’m broken-hearted but my beat’s in time
We are influenced by self love
And benevolence
Narcissism’s overwhelming
Vanity is quite exhausting
Self indulgent, hedonistic
Blame it all on your upbringing
I feel you beating in my chest
I feel you screaming in my lungs
You are heavy but your beat’s in time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I feel the crimson on my lips
And now my stomach’s lined with gold
I’m broken-hearted but my beat’s in time
I feel you beating in my chest
I feel you screaming in my lungs
You are heavy but your beat’s in time
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I feel the crimson on my lips
And now my stomach’s lined with gold
I’m broken-hearted but my beat’s in time
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh