MECHANICAL ANIMALS

 

We were neurophobic and perfect

The day that we lost our souls

Maybe we weren't so human

But If we cry we will rust

 

And I was a hand grenade that

Never stopped exploding

You were automatic

And as hollow as the "o" in god

 

I'm never gonna be the one for you

I'm never gonna save the world from you

 

They'll never be good to you, bad to you

They'll never be anything

Anything at all

 

You were my mechanical bride, phenobarbidoll

A manniqueen 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'm never gonna be the one for you

I'm never gonna save the world from you

 

They'll never be good to you, bad to you

They'll never be anything

Anything at all

They'll never be good to you, bad to you

They'll never be anything

Anything at all

 

I'm never gonna be the one for you

I'm never gonna save the world from you

 

This isn't me I'm not mechanical

I'm just a boy playing the suicide king

Yeahhhh

 

Playing the suicide king

Playing the suicide king

(I'm just a boy)

Playing the suicide king

(I'm just a boy)

Playing the suicide king

(I'm just a boy)

Playing the suicide king

(I'm just a boy)

Playing the suicide king