Green Machine

As my quality of life continually sank
I began to think of my body as some kind of bank
I can make a deposit anytime that I like
I just need to find a surgeon whose good with a knife

I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine

Wham said for Christmas that they'll give you their heart
But hey for what it's worth I'll give you every part
Got a head on my shoulders that's encasing a brain
That really ain't worth anything

I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine

My income totals about 20 a week
Gonna have to donate blood if I'm wanting to eat
I try and find a job I really do try
All these employers keep asking why I'm missing my eyes

I don't know anything but my bods a green machine

Through my life, I've made so many mistakes
I try and deal with all this pain in horrible ways
I just wish I had someone
Who could have saved me from the damage I've done

I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine

There's a weird realization that I'm coming to
Its that there's less of me in me than there is in you
So much of myself has been missing for so long
Don't know what I'm gonna do by the end of this song

I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine
I don't know anything but my bod's a green machine

I
I'm selling my body
Oh so literally
I
I'm selling my body
Oh so literally



Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Crane
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