Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Rusty Glove, artist - HORSE the Band. Album song The Mechanical Hand, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 19.09.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: KOCH Entertainment
Song language: English
A Rusty Glove |
TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING |
my body breaks — the void screams |
weary of hollow metals |
that ring of hollow life |
by hand and by hammer |
i give birth tonight |
metal bend and metal scream |
welding bright the circuit seam |
weary of the hollow spaces |
between the twinkling lights |
i lost something along the way |
and it doesn’t feel right |
MAY-BE IM-NOT |
falling apart but falling a lot |
MAY-BE IM-NOT |
completely circuitry but i can’t stop |
IM GONNA FALL APART!!! |
IM GONNA FALL APART!!! |
coming close im coming closer |
yet maybe im not |
i can make you a sex machine |
that would be hot |
break my nails and pull my hair |
theres circuit boards everywhere |
how long have i been in here |
this is not my house |
MAY-BE IM-NOT |
falling apart but falling a lot |
MAY-BE IM-NOT |
completely circuitry but i can’t stop |
IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND |
I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN |
once upon a time- i had a broken heart |
once upon a time- i just had a heart |
i limped when i was wounded- so i replaced my parts |
once upon a time i had a heart but |
IM NOT A ROBOT BUT IVE GOT A MECHANICAL HAND |
I CAN STEAL THE STARS AND PUT THEM BACK AGAIN |
if i am a machine because my hand made heart |
then why do i dream im a dinosaur tearing sheep apart |
lightning |
fill me up — it tells me where to go |
colors me and changes me |
it withers me to coal |
lightning |
tears me up — leaves me smoldering |
i close my eyes and hear her voice |
framed by vulture wings |
in the wires of my hand- i see my fate |
cold and mechanical- squeaky with hate |
it clicks + whiiirs and im satisfied |
its designed to fill that black hole deep inside |
im turning away from the path of soft skin |
to a path of mechanical sin |
turning away from the warmth of gold |
to an empty machine thats broken and cold |
click click click hollow rooms always consume |
click click click dark and empty like most of the moon |
click click click the things we do in the name of love |
click click click secret machines and a rusty glove |
SLEEP WELL MECHANICAL THING |
YOU WERE FUN FOR AWHILE |
BUT NOW IM GOING GOING GOING |
TO GO |
GET |
GET A BURRITO |
go get a burrito |
go get a burrito… etc |