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We were neurophobic
And perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we werent so human
If they cry they will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and
As hollow as the o in god

I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But theyll never be good to you
Or bad to you
Theyll never be anything
Anything at all

You were my mechanical bride
You were phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic
And as hollow as the o in god

I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But theyll never be good to you
Or bad to you
Theyll never be anything
Anything at all

This isnt me Im not mechanical
Im just a boy
Playing the suicide king