paroles de chanson This Is Your Face on Dogs - Machine Girl

All of me out of my body
All of me out of my mental
All of me out of my mental
All of me out of my body
All of me out
Fuck it, one, two, three, go

Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck

Madness whispered in my ear
I'm your future
I'll show you fear
Fuck the mirror
You're one of us
Because you're young
You're arrogant
And ugly as fuck

My head is full of prolapsed memories
All the suspense with none of the release
Made a hole in my frontal lobe, so the panic leaks
I'll save it in a jar and send it to my enemies

Flip your skin, let the ugly out
Flip your skin, let the ugly out

We were kids, just trash riding trash
Part one of my epitaph
All the stink under my god-given mask
I cut it off and let go of the past

Flip your skin, let the ugly out
Flip your skin, let the ugly out

Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck

Madness whispered in my ear
I'm your future
I'll show you fear
Fuck the mirror
You're one of us
Because you're young
You're arrogant
And ugly as fuck

Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade

Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade

Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade

Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade