I am a cracked machine
I am a guide wire hussy
I am your favorite DJ
A blip on the screen
I am a cracked machine
I am a hotshot robot
Short my position
I guarantee
You cannot get to me
Burn honey halo
Chips on my shoulders
Mercy for me
I won't pretend that I deserved it
Fixed up static, bounced cinematic
Tragedy
Don't melt me down, till the crisis is over.
No
I am a cracked machine
I am a guide wire hussy
I am your favorite DJ
A blip on the screen
Sixteen sergeants stacked like matchsticks
Mercy for me
Knock the first one down and they all fall over
First time I forced myself to be real
And when they turn it up
To saturate it
They all tear me apart
They never gave me a chance
It's an answer, to the question
Is planned obsolescence a fact?
I am a cracked machine
I am a hotshot robot
I am a guide wire hussy
I am your blip on the screen
I am a cracked machine.
I am a guide wire hussy
I am your favorite DJ
I am a cracked machine.