Pain Machine
I'm wearing your dress
I walk in your shoes
I'm humming your favourites
I'm making your moves
I'm breathing your grace
I handle with care
I talked to your neighbour
I said you ain't there
Well, I'm here to shed your blood
I'm here to rip your heart in two
Well, I came to hear you scream
I came to make my peace with you
That's why pain machine
I'm living your lie
I'm proving you're real
I sign with your lipstick
Your part of the deal
I call the police
And then I'm closing your eyes
I'm washing your hands clean and switch off your light
Well, I'm here to shed your blood
I'm here to rip your heart in two
Well, I came to hear you scream
I came to make my peace with you
That's why pain machine
Writer/s: MARTIN ENGLER
