Fuck Up Your Face

Machine Girl

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    Always on the run
    Facial recognition pandemonium
    Insulated for the cameras
    Formulated free in the land of the-
    It's a million trolls and a million guns
    A trillion dead with their red eyes up
    All we have shown is the cellphones
    As you hand it, it's not my favourite in the war club

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    Fuck the system up
    You fuck her heart until she cums
    Promise to lighten up
    'Til she puts her head up, 'til she's stuffed (stepping out)
    Into the world stepping out of a prison
    Running out with a brace, she affected
    For the neck and the inceptions
    Our only chance to escape this
    Next level heaven

    Fuck up your face
    Fuck up your face
    Fuck up your face
    Fuck up your-

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    Watch us all burn
    Headlock, forced control
    Ready for a minute, holding up the back room
    But when they look at you without a dome
    Did you get another for it, no spare time
    Don't share the molotov
    Searching all contraptions, what's the pattern
    A bunch of guessing, possessing a cryptic password
    Fucking bastard
    Steven's last words
    She better tell me that word
    Or would she bloody laugh, it's a bloody plan
    And I'm talkin' motherfuckin' face

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