Testo di Android

What's this machine that feeds me Digesting feeling insatiably Cooking up nothing in everyone My hands are too numb to feel shit I'm high as god I must be if they feed me Fit came to begotten It's everything failed to feel Confronted by what you thought to be What an animal, a beast, a stray Escaping myself Fucking up and giving birth to a shell Android What's this machine that feeds me Digesting feeling insatiably Cooking up nothing in everyone My hands are too numb to feel shit I'm high as god I must be if they feed me I was coming from the darkest sum Of the fears of my fantasies Never to become true Mysteries pass us through Fortune cooked paths of mold Trashing my fast patience Pulling for gold Fucking crashing