She sees herself as a machine,
Something that can be fixed
By a brilliant engineer, as herself
She's aware that she needs help
Yet she refuses every offer she gets
Cause she believes the broken ones
Can be fixed by brilliant engineers, like her
A day came when she doesn’t know herself no more,
So she tried to know herself once more
And rebuilt it like she used to rebuild a broken machine
Yes, she was slowly destroying herself
Like a mechanic engineer destroying
A broken machine
To know what’s wrong with it
Drugs for her brain
Toxic pills for her liver
Cigarettes for her lungs
Blades for her skin
She finally knew what’s wrong with her
And tried to fix herself once more
But none of her attempts worked
Instead, her attempts destroyed herself even more
She came to a realisation
That humans are no machines
Once broken, no one can fix them,
Not even themselves
Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 10:06 PM UTC
She sees herself as a machine,
Something that can be fixed
By a brilliant engineer, as herself
She's aware that she needs help
Yet she refuses every offer she gets
Cause she believes the broken ones
Can be fixed by brilliant engineers, like her
A day came when she doesn’t know herself no more,
So she tried to know herself once more
And rebuilt it like she used to rebuild a broken machine
Yes, she was slowly destroying herself
Like a mechanic engineer destroying
A broken machine
To know what’s wrong with it
Drugs for her brain
Toxic pills for her liver
Cigarettes for her lungs
Blades for her skin
She finally knew what’s wrong with her
And tried to fix herself once more
But none of her attempts worked
Instead, her attempts destroyed herself even more
She came to a realisation
That humans are no machines
Once broken, no one can fix them,
Not even themselves
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