Murdered by Robots - See Her in the Rear View Mirror

She's totally batshit
With truly tragic taste
Miss Suicidal took a book of matches
And set fire to her face
Such a beautiful face it was
It was, it was, it was, it was

Her soul is practically plastic
And fantastically fake
She dunked her head inside a vat of acid
And it wasn't a mistake
Such a beautiful face it was
It was, it was, it was, it was, it was

It's hard to see her any nearer than a rear-view mirror now
It's hard to see her any nearer than a rear-view mirror now

She took a hit from the slapstick
And grew fond of the taste
She got her hands upon a rusty hatchet
And hacked off half her face
Such a beautiful face it was
It was, it was, it was, it was

It's hard to see her any clearer in the rear-view mirror now
It's hard to see her any clearer in the rear-view mirror now
It's hard to see her any clearer in the rear-view mirror now
It's hard to see her any clearer in the rear-view mirror now

Written by:
Chris McCabe

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