Rusted Machines

I'll pine
As a matter of course
But I don't get lonely anymore
And I'll touch
As a matter of course
But I don't feel nothing anymore
And I'll screen
For all manner of symptoms
But I won't suffer anymore
And I'll move
As a matter of course
But I can't feel the movement anymore
Your silence is gold
It's mine for the road
What marvelous methods you have
Encoding your message
In binary
As endless lines of 1's and O's
I'll wait
For a matter of course
Till I don't have to stave off anymore
And I'll fight
As a matter of pride
Cause I don't have the patience anymore
And I'll save
What needs a good saving
But I won't savor anymore
And I'll love
As a matter of course
'Cause I won't feel the anger anymore
Your silence is gold
It's mine for the road
What marvelous methods you have
Encoding your message in binary
As endless lines of 1's and O's
Your vengeance is cold
The victims are told
What marvelous venom you have
Infecting
You paralyze silently
In needles laced with pheromones
Rest yourself at ease
My little girl
these troubles will bind us
At our souls
Like rusted machines
Rest yourself at ease
My little girl
These troubles will bind us
At our souls
Like rusted machines
Rest yourself in me
My little girl
These troubles will bind us
At our souls
Like rusted machines
Rest yourself at ease
My little girl
These troubles will bind us
These troubles will bind us