War of One - Ghost Machine

I don't know what's happening to me
So I guess I'll make myself the enemy
Take my pulse and set it to my feet
And make these words disastrous to speak

I've been christened by your saliva
Everything that's said and done just burns me up inside
I get tired making sense to no one
So chop these lily-livers up to make your feast again

You can't tell me
Won't sell me
I'm not in love
With this ghost machine of yours
You can't tell me
Won't sell me
I'm not in love
With this ghost machine of yours

Can I break this code
Can I just unload
Maybe that's how I'm designed

I don't know what's happening to me
So I guess I'll make myself the enemy

You can't tell me
Won't sell me
I'm not in love
With this ghost machine of yours
You can't tell me
Won't sell me
I'm not in love
With this ghost machine of yours

Written by:
Brendan Hickey

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