Mechanical Animals
Mood:  down
Topic: music
We were nurophobic and perfect the day that we lost our souls machines that wished they were human if they cry they will rust and i was a hand grenade that never stopped exploding you were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god I am never gonna be the one for you I am never gonna save the world from you But they'll never be good for u or bad to you they'll never be anything Anything at all You were my mechanical bride phenobarbidoll a maniqueen of depression with the face of a dead star and i was a hand grenade that never stopped exploding you were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god i am never gonna be the one for you...(chorous repeat) this isnt me i'm not mechanical I'm just a boy playing the suicide king