The New Hitmakers: How Social Media Is Rewriting The Rules Of Music Discovery
Chris Page - 05 Jun 2026
Moist Machine Punch Through
You came to rape me of my intellect I give you pieces off my pride Lay down naked and play with you Posing quietly looks a lot like me Your f..cking pistols not so dangerous Stick it any place you please Rip me open cause you're dead inside What you thought you'd it looks a lot like me And you believe That I'll believe in All she said one little trick she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through All she said one little word she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through Punch through Another schoolboy goes to hell for it Believing everything he reads Sell my soul out one nickel at a time Turn the last page down I'm not far behind Your cigarettes become a torch for me Burning deep into arm Watch the welts rise come blistering through What you thought you'd see it looks a lot like you And you believe That I'll believe in All she said one little trick she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through All she said one little word she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through Punch through I'm bent out of shape Desperate to whine Screamin so loud that I don't make a sound Strung out on speed Maxed out on lies I know you're to blame but I can't see why You believe that I'll believe in you And its not so hard And you believe that I'll believe in you And its not so hard And you believe That I'll believe in All she said one little trick she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through All she said one little word she said But it was lost on me Machine punch through Punch through
