There was once a time when I knew what I was made of yeah I had some veins they'd pump blood but then I realized that it's easier to be less alive and I've replaced my mind with some kind of machine dead inside
I like it better when I'm made of bolts no human flesh could withstand the threshold I recommend advice to all my friends you'll never have to be alone again I like it better when you're made of skin there's no way I'd be caught dead in that again cause being real and having heart is something that I failed at from the start
so I took my time, started slow carefully removing appendages, all the parts that broke and I was willfully replacing them with metal parts cause it's easier without a heart and with iron lungs, I can breath after all the deeds you've done
replace my heart with a machine I left my body in the street so none of you can ever hurt me, hurt me repair my head so I can think about the way you treated me so none of you can ever hurt me