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Tekster: Moist. Silver. Machine Punch Through.

You came to rape me of my intellect
I gave you pieces off my pride
Lay down naked and play with you
Posing quietly looks a lot like me

Your fucking pistol's not so dangerous
Stick it any place you please
Rip me open cause you're dead inside
And what you thought you'd find it looks a lot like me
And you believe that I'll believe in

All she said
One little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through

All she said
One little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through, punch through

Another schoolboy goes to hell for it
Believing everything he reads
Sell my soul out one nickel at a time
Turn the last page down, I'm not that far behind

Your cigarettes become a torch for me
Burn it deep into my arm
Watch the welts rise, come blistering through
And what you thought you'd see it looks a lot like you
And you believe that I'll believe in

All she said
One little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through

All she said
One little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through, punch through

I'm bent out of shape
Desperate to whine
Screaming so loud that I don't make a sound
Strung out on speed
Maxed out on lies

I know you're to blame but I can't say why
And you believe that I'll believe in you
And it's not so hard
And you believe that I'll believe in you
And it's not so hard
And you believe that I'll believe in

All she said
One little trick she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through

All she said
One little word she said
But it was lost on me
Machine punch through, punch through

So cut your name into my chest
See my mind exploded
Please don't ask and I won't offer any more