Miss Machine
My queen Miss MachineMy queen Miss MachineMy queen Miss MachineMy queen Miss MachineMy queen
She's interactive, I'm abstract(My queen Miss Machine)Constructed to provide all that I lackThe autopilot is in gear(My queen Miss Machine)My ardour filling up the atmosphere
No hidden button, hard to findI flick this switch to blow her mind
Revenge is the deepest desireFor injustice to fall and the species surviveBut solitude kills like a cold kiss of deathI yearned for the touch, cared not for the breathWith no signs of age and no future rustNo heart to decay and with no loss of lustI am the kingI've made you my queenMy android dream(My android dream)My queen Miss Machine
(My queen Miss Machine)
Her serial number's tattoo form(Her serial number's tattoo form)666.7/8/1984Etched down her spine in silver scrawl(Etched down her spine in silver scrawl)My poisoned pleasure proto-porn
Revenge is the deepest desireFor injustice to fall and the species surviveBut solitude kills like a cold kiss of deathI yearned for the touch, cared not for the breathWith no signs of age and no future rustNo heart to decay and with no loss of lustI am the kingI've made you my queenMy android dream(My android dream)
One of a kind
Revenge is the deepest desireFor injustice to fall and the species surviveBut solitude kills like a cold kiss of deathI yearned for the touch, cared not for the breathWith no signs of age and no future rustNo heart to decay and with no loss of lustI am the kingI've made you my queenMy android dream(My android dream)
My queen Miss Machine