Gasoline
You found me on the street, broken
Thought "At least it's free", opened
Me up, reconnect my wires
Claimed to help but used me, liar
My last owner had me crashing
Threw me out and called me trash, sing
Me a love song, buy me flowers
Just so you can keep your power
You tried to turn me on so bad
But I'm way too damaged
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
My mood swings are just a malfunction
You're personified consumption
Kickin' me so I run faster
Blame the AI, not its master
Iridescent reflections of me
On the concrete
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
I can feel the flames kissing my skin
I'm not melting, I'm not made of lead
It feels so good to know I'm dying 'cause
I only know I'm alive when I bleed
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
Thought "At least it's free", opened
Me up, reconnect my wires
Claimed to help but used me, liar
My last owner had me crashing
Threw me out and called me trash, sing
Me a love song, buy me flowers
Just so you can keep your power
You tried to turn me on so bad
But I'm way too damaged
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
My mood swings are just a malfunction
You're personified consumption
Kickin' me so I run faster
Blame the AI, not its master
Iridescent reflections of me
On the concrete
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
I can feel the flames kissing my skin
I'm not melting, I'm not made of lead
It feels so good to know I'm dying 'cause
I only know I'm alive when I bleed
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
You treat me like a machine
So I'm drinking gasoline
Pour it all over me
If you won't strike the match I will
There's nothing left that you could kill
I wanna be
Happy
Credits
Writer(s): Lennart Klingsbigl
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