Mono Inc. 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
I’m closing your eyes
I’m washing your hands clean and switch off your light
