Lying.
Inside the quiet of a hospital. Ticking clock.
Machines connected
Form the ritual. What you call 'perfection' is
Engineered Emotion. Stable,
Condition she remembers nothing at all.
Unsurprised,
Her d**h already had begun to fall
In the wrong direction,
Enginereed depression. She wanna take her life
Carving her wrist with a plastic knife,
Gestures are showing,
Oh, she's never going for it.
She wanna have a thrill
Taking a million harmless pills,
Plan set in motion,
Craving Engineered Emotion. Ten times,
We've been through all this,
It was nothing new. We all know
The need for attention is what's k**ing you.
Manufactured pressure,
Engineered Emotion. Everyday
Livin' her life
In a charade
Until she die.
Know that it won't
Ever be over. She wanna take her life
Carving her wrist with a plastic knife,
Gestures are showing,
Oh, she's never going for it.
She wanna have a thrill
Taking a million harmless pills,
Plan set in motion,
Craving Engineered Emotion,
Taking pleasure in dysfunction. Engineered Emotion,
Engineered mistake.