I like the sound of the broken pieces
I like the lights that $$#ign where she sits


We got machines but the kids got Jesus
Ought to move like we're off the name list
God can't hear you, they will fight you

Watch them build a friend just like you

Morning Sickness, XYZ

Teenage Girls with, ESP (2x)

Gimme the sound, to see

Another world outside that's full of
All the broken things that I made


Just give me a life, to plea
Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made


We like to dance but the dead go faster
Turn up the slam and a barcode blaster

We want the cash or the drugs you're after
Rise up control for the mixtape master


Self-correction, Mass dissection
Xbox brats on in detention
Morning sickness, XYZ

Boys with bombs in NMA

Compliancy, Special Castings


Photographs that I'm erasing


Phono slots with picture screens

Girls with guns on LSD

Self-infraction, mass destruction
Programmed for the final function


Lab Rat King, Rescue team

Save me from the anarchy


Gimme the sound, to see
Another world outside that's full of

All the broken things that I made

Just give me a life, to plea

Another world outside that's full of
All the awful things that I made


'Cause we are the last disease
Another broken life that's full of
All the awful things that I made


And we got the eyes to see
Another broken life that's full of

All the awful things that are made