We can insist on havoc
Bring it to us
Pleasure our insides
You said, leave me for dead
How can your love
Program the head?
[Verse 2: Alice Glass]
We get so fed up with it
Nuts and bolts for granted
Run, I can do it
As your bodies fall apart
[Verse 3: Alice Glass]
Robotic love
I’m programmed to rust
AIDS robot
Is grinding iron bolts
[Verse 4: Alice Glass]
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
[Verse 5: Alice Glass]
Baby, I know
Wrong time, wrong place, wrong fucking race
Just because we don’t feel flesh
Doesn’t mean we don’t fear death
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