"Masochist Machine" lyrics

Cross me, kill me, make it stop, writhing at the thought of all
The pretty people on the comedown after hours
Shaking when she's come to take it, pitiful, left lying naked
Counting all the bodies she's been hiding in the basement

Come on, come onto me, psychosomatic disease
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it
Cut up, calling to me, my masochist machine
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it
Go on and fake it, fake it

Shut me up and give me drugs to keep me quiet
So she uses me to satisfy her sick and cruel desires
I have nowhere left to hide, a creature of the night
The virus spreads inside
Lies, the medicine prescribed, your mouth is open wide
To stomach all my pride

Cross me, kill me now
Fuck me till my heart stops

Come on, come onto me, psychosomatic disease
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it

Come on, come onto me, psychosomatic disease
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it
Cut up, calling to me, my masochist machine
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it

Shaking when she's come to take it
Come on, come onto me, psychosomatic disease
Pitiful, left lying naked
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it
Counting all the bodies she's been
Cut up, calling to me, my masochist machine
Hiding in the—
It's always easy when you fake it, fake it
Go on and fake it, fake it

Cross me, kill me now
Choke me till my body drops
No one's laughing now
Fuck me till my heart stops