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These are good song lyrics too.
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Secretly I'm dead inside
You know what you're doing, you know what this is about.
You look in her metal eye, you kiss her platinum mouth.
Like frozen chrome and mercury thigh
you kiss her mouth, as cold as a prize.
She's a dying machine so bless her skin
and bless the nightmare she's living in.
Open your mouth all that comes is desire
she wants to die with her eyelashes on fire.
She hides her star and turns her ring around
she hides her wires when she goes underground.
She knows what she's doing, she's almost done.
You think this is tragedy, she thinks this is fun.
She's the girl you don't understand.
She's the girl with the see-through hands.
When she was born there must have been a spark
but there's nothing there now in her cold chrome heart.
She watches you flourish, she listens to you fall
She sees you scrawl your love in blood on the wall.
She bites the bullet so watch it go off
and watch it explode in her platinum mouth.
Don't bother peeking at what's under her dress.
You should know by now she gets by with less.
Your last night together, desire arrives like a terrorist.
When flesh meets metal all that breaks is the fist.
At 3,200 degrees platinum liquefies.
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