Son, what have you done?
I'll tell everyone it's not what you're made of.
Like ashes and dust, well son I still blush
At all they can make up.

Tell them it's all the rage
Tell them that I'm ashamed
Of what I have seen
But you know the reasons you still feed.

Read me the page
Tell me you've stayed and oh, how you've cleaned up
The shakes and that shit. It's harder to quit.
You can't cover that up.

Tell me how you've changed
On this new path you'll stay
Forget what I've seen
But you know the feeling you still need.

Tell them it's all the rage
Tell them that I'm ashamed of people I've been
You know the reasons you still feed
You know the secrets we still keep

have we fucked ourselves over?
making our worlds so close 
your skin to my bone
have I fucked myself over?
making my chaos calm
your pennies in my palm
have we fucked ourselves over?
making our world so right 
overnight
if I see you when I look in my own eyes
how could I ever despise myself again?
(have I fucked myself over?)
my bones to your skin

Son

Sure, Machine

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