I've got my finger on the trigger and i'm ready to blow,
You've got your mouth pressed up and ready on show,
My skin's so abrasive, You've just got to face it,
I'm more metal than bone,
My bones are falling out, can i find a way to stop it,
Buried alive a machine, Can you falsify the organic,
When its more metal than bone, can you still see me,
Don't you even know who i am anymore?,
I can't see straight, It gives me such a migraine,
I'm more metal than bone, it leaves me so prone,
I've got my finger on the trigger and i'm ready to blow,
You've got your mouth open wide, ready to be filled,
With more metal than bone,
Teeth are corroding away, Let's fill them up,
The docs say, it's going to be okay, that's what they always say,
That's life, you win some and you lose the others,
No fairies, no tales, are gonna save you anymore,
Face facts son, you're more metal than bone,
With my finger on the pulse, i'm ready to go,
Be careful with who you deal with, we could come to blows,
The fact remains the same, i'm a danger to society,
And everybody knows,
I'm more metal than bone.
What's it like to be me, you'd have to crawl up into a ball to see,
How much it feels to be me ever so painfully,
To be injected with more metal than bone, It'll leave you so prone,
It would drive a sane man to lunacy, You'll see.
I'm more metal than bone.
written 10/10/19
4am
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