Line to my heart Blood to my head Rip it apart 'cause I'm better off dead Call it a win Devil within Keeping me breathing and dreaming of Anything everything nothing to you But I've got momentum and nothing to lose Trash with a dream and a pulse And nothing holding me back Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun I've lost the meaning, the thought The feeling, the blood, the will, the call A ball of stress, a mindless mess Of cords and gears and violent Energy pulling me Onward and endlessly Cut through the enemies Giving me nothing so Fuck it, let's kill No ones at the wheel Let's saddle the atom bomb! Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun The feeling in the silence of chrome and flesh I fall for you–just a deadly death wish The cinnamon she whispered into my breath She smiled like a God, and carved in regret (La, la, la, la, la) Want a face like mine? Your thoughts are now serviced through hell! Glitch inside my circuits while the city is burning A kiss from a devil mistaken for love Lost in the night, seconds alone ready to kill Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun Make love to a chainsaw I'll make it painful I'm not the one Chasing a gun Rip out your heart and I'll blow up the Sun