Killbot!
I'm a girl in a world, everything is made of metal
Iron shelf full of pearls and as pretty as a petal
But you're unaware, caught you preoccupied
Right there, really want to see you terrified
Chipped out wires, starting fires
Looks so pretty on a death drop, darling
Overloaded, poorly coded
Can't control it, losing focus
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
Steel bones but the outside's so warm
Bright light in a middle of a snowstorm
Invite you in, inching underneath your skin
And I know you'll start to wonder where did all of this begin
Chipped out wires, starting fires
Looks so pretty on a death drop, darling
Overloaded, poorly coded
Can't control it, losing focus
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself, got yourself
Iron shelf full of pearls and as pretty as a petal
But you're unaware, caught you preoccupied
Right there, really want to see you terrified
Chipped out wires, starting fires
Looks so pretty on a death drop, darling
Overloaded, poorly coded
Can't control it, losing focus
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
Steel bones but the outside's so warm
Bright light in a middle of a snowstorm
Invite you in, inching underneath your skin
And I know you'll start to wonder where did all of this begin
Chipped out wires, starting fires
Looks so pretty on a death drop, darling
Overloaded, poorly coded
Can't control it, losing focus
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
Oh my god
You've got yourself a robot
Oh my god
She's going for the kill shot
Now she's pushing you in and her eyes are low
Get ready for the end, she's irrational
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself a robot
You've got yourself, got yourself
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Scheller, Chloe Moriondo
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