holy fucking shit: 40,000 (have a nice life cover)
Everything you do is planned out in advance The stars push their dark wills down on you And wolves all tear themselves apart better in packs That's just a function we'll have to work on through We're machines that eat and breathe and look really cool You're reacting just the way I thought you would
[Chorus] And I've replaced my heart with metal parts And I'm working out just fine, but I can't get it to start We're machines that breathe and weep and look really good trained to kill
[Verse 2] Send me back in time and I'll bring us back in line Just tell me whose mother I have to kill I'm fine like I've always been, exept and I don't remember when My conscience didn't act up again