Final Machine
Can you feel me?
Pull the plug out. Heal me.
I'm selfish and distracted.
Complicated me. Overstimulated me.
I'm desperate and defective.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the seed.
Disconnected, I get numb when you hit send.
I'm hungry for human touch.
And cocaine, baby, wrap your legs around my face.
I'm lost in thought too much.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
I fly right on the right side.
I've gotta give it to you.
I've gotta get you my love.
My love's too much.
And anesthetic,
shave my head and break my neck.
I'm bored and out of touch.
I want you too much.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
Can you feel me?
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
Pull the plug out. Heal me.
I'm selfish and distracted.
Complicated me. Overstimulated me.
I'm desperate and defective.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the seed.
Disconnected, I get numb when you hit send.
I'm hungry for human touch.
And cocaine, baby, wrap your legs around my face.
I'm lost in thought too much.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
I fly right on the right side.
I've gotta give it to you.
I've gotta get you my love.
My love's too much.
And anesthetic,
shave my head and break my neck.
I'm bored and out of touch.
I want you too much.
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
Can you feel me?
And I've got what you need,
the apathy and greed,
the desire to spread the sead.
I'm a freak.
I'm a fiend.
I'm the Final Machine.
I'm a lock
on the rock.
U.S.A.,
dopamine.
Put your hands up and stand up and get out the way.
I'm a petulant child who will lead you astray.
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Writer(s): Stephen Cohen, Keith Larsen, Jeremy Haffner
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