Paroles de She's My Machine
I don't think you understandI own her outright
Can paint her any color I want
Blue black brown or red
These nerves are upended
I don't think you understand
I built her out of spare parts
Bad limbs and Radio Shack hearts
I've almost got the real thing
These nerves are upended
She's my machine
She's my anti-world gun
She's my claustrophobia
I built her out of spare parts
Bad limbs and Radio Shack hearts
I've almost got the real thing
These nerves are upended
She's my machine
She's my anti-world gun
She's my claustrophobia
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