We can insist on havoc Bring me tools, bolts are intact You said “leave me for dead” How can your eyes program the head?
We get so fed up with it Nuts and bolts for granted Made outta iron, I can do it As your bodies fall apart
Robotic love, I’m programmed to moan AIDS robot is grinding iron bolts Robot hunks have one agenda They wanna play with my placenta Are we now deserving When our cyborg parts are burning?
I know we’re just diseased appliances Where will you live? What will you die for? Sex is killing me
Baby, I know Wrong time, wrong place, wrong fucking race Just because we don’t feel flesh Doesn’t mean we don’t fear deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
