Robot Meat
Lyrics
Take me to the pounding room, where to begin as this all ends
Looking at my own two hands, own two hands, a stranger's hands
We drown the moon, the blameless moon, and sink our fangs into the light of day
Now it's time to walk the plank, But it's OK, we're sunk anyway, my love
Take me to your empty bed, let's get ahead of all this dread
Another place, another time - Forget it
Does rubble cover everything? Do shadows fall on impact craters
Out of reach and under glass, these yellowed maps of false equators lie
And I'm looking at my own two hands
Looking at my own two hands
I can't believe these cold and useless hands
Oh king of dreadful majesty! Let mercy take these memories
I don't trust my eyes to see, there's something coming over me
Oh king of dreadful majesty! Let mercy take these memories
Just process me, just process me, I'm better off as robot meat you'll see
And I'm looking at my own two hands
Looking at my own two hands
I can't believe these cold and useless hands
Writer(s): Ehren Borg
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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