Bought a hundred dollar bottle
Just to pour that motherfucker
Would you use your water bill
to dry the stain like me?
without the Mary Jane like me?
Do you tear yourself apart
Do the people whisper 'bout you
Saying that you shouldn't waste
your pretty face like me?
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine,
you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold
You can't wake up, this is not a dream
You're part of a machine,
you are not a human being
With your face all made up, living on a screen
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline
I think there's a flaw in my code
These voices won't leave me alone
Well, my heart is gold and my hands are cold
