Tip top we'll skin you alive but there's no such thing as mechanical tragedyHope that our gods are wired the sameChop shop, we'll skin you alive butThe metals wasted on you you will pull this generation's way throughWith fully automated insecurities, cold hearts? of course they're aluminumKiss spit fuckHospital, we'll skin you alive the medals wasted on you were preciousTill they wore them too with fully automated insecurities, cold hearts?Of course they're aluminumWe're not the only ones, forget the blood on my slateWait for skin to fuck metalWa ha a ha do it for humans sakeWa ha a ha do it for humans tasteWa ha a ha do it for humans sakeSkin fuck metalRegardless then only one who programmed me wasn't bashful