I got to see Machinery of the Human Heart live in new york a few weeks back at a will wood concert lol

* empty empathy *

listen on Spotify here: https://open.spotify.com/track/4Xe6M66fWDGh8lwrfMLWRI?si=1852e990ddf04253

eating my computer

how do you seem so laid back
yet act like your on crack
you might ignore my love
but i swear you’re from above

your hot and fun and tall and cute 
(youve never had a girlfriend too?)
your smart and nice and really cool
(there must be something wrong with you)
you’re too good to be true
its not like you never knew
that you’ve got more then a few
screws loose
i can rescrew you
i can subdue you
just so i can pursue you
and i can fix him
maybe i can convince him
to go to a restauraunt
i swear i’m gonna kiss him
when he responds

why are you doing this. you got me a hotel? you're flying me across to another country?- thats called a vacation hahaha

you might ignore me now
but one day i’ll make you proud
i’m lost, with you i’m found
someday you’ll come around

your hot and fun and tall and cute 
youve never had a girlfriend too?)
your smart and nice and really cool
there must be something wrong with you)
you’re too good to be true
its not like you never knew
that you’ve got more then a few
screws loose
i can rescrew you
i can subdue you
just so i can pursue you
and i can fix him
maybe i can convince him
to go to a restauraunt
i swear i’m gonna kiss him
but he’s already gone
for another girl
farewell so long
this happens every time
and all i can do is cry
but i can fix him!!
i can fix him
i can fix him 
i can fix him
i can fix him
i can fix him 
i can fix him
I CAN FIX HIM
I CAN FIX HIM
I CAN FIX HIM
I CAN FIX HIM
I CAN FIX HIM
I CAN FIX HIM

oh i just made it worse

I Can Fix Him

Amen! I am only a man, howling at your face in the moon.
Hot damn! But no holy man, kneeling in the stained-glass tomb.
As all hell breaks loose, as all hells always do, aw what the hell can I do to have a little more heaven with you?
Hot damn, you all a part of my plan, cataclysmic Catechism catch-22.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

So when the cattle fall dead and the waters run red
I'll be your lamb's blood on the wall
God isn't dead, but that's exactly what I've been dreadin' 
After all the meek inherited fuck all.
Jesus Christ, I will die for my own damn sins, if you help those who help themselves.
My superstitions, your visage, my visions. 
Furtherin' the fever of your fervor, for believin'. I will.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

I'll be your blessing in disguise, whip the mask off my good side.
I'm all stripped down naked for you but still asking you to loosen up my buttons, baby.
You got my whole world in your hands, got that little blue spot, and you really ain't got no idea how much this thing orbits you, now, do you honey?
Please relieve me of my dreaming, I'm kneeling, begging, pleading, for my savory-sweet release of death.
Oh, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, so I can taste your name on my final breath.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple.

Am I supposed to call this flagellation? 
Trade confessions for questions, just us second guessing, I guess, now am I 
missing the message? Its essence goes over my head 
like a halo. Like a halo. 
Like a halo.

The wine in my veins fermenting my brain. 
My body, my bread, they're all gonna rise again.
So be my golden calf life a fresh cut of veal, 
after all we're both dead meat.
My forbidden honeydew, honey do you need a hot meal? 
Just save me half. Yeah, I could eat.

Your body, my temple, baby. Your body, my temple, baby.

Camp Here & There: Campfire Songs Edition

Your Body, My Temple (Song)

I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Hang from your rafters patchwork and paisley
I could suck you dry on the rocks with a twist but
Just like a vampire I don't exist.

Walkie-talkie static white-noise telepath
Can you read between the Morse code lines?
Dead from the neck up but living just enough to beg you
"Pretty boy, please let me die"

Well I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me

I could take your life if you're done with it sweetheart
You still picking at that? Only ate the good parts
Hey whatever works, I'm a cheap date (Check please!)
Falling off the bone I'm awful glad we met

We only ever notice what's in front of us
Read over my shoulder, breathin' down my neck
Are we on the same page yet? I'm getting old here!
Come on don't you get it? What the heck? Oh

I could drink your blood if you let me, baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me

Yes, to err is human, so don't be one!
This was a mistake I'll take my leave
But before I go let me know if you see a
Little black bag with a toe-tag please

If you don't hate me then reanimate me
Prove it to me baby, lightning in my veins these
Instincts I've managed to stave mean
Monsters must be people too, huh, oh jeez!

I could drink your blood if you let me baby
Drain you of your love until you hate me
I will drink your blood till your lips turn blue
Drain you of your love if you want me to

Yes, To Err Is Human, So Don't Be One. (Song)

I don’t owe you my heart, and I don’t owe you my body.
But you should know that I’m sorry for being careless with you.
Lord knows I owed you more, than I’m pretty sure I ever could give anybody
But I can’t pin down what normal people want from foreign objects
Bottom-shelf erotic products like me

So, I could hold your hand but keep you at arms’ length
Oh, hang me from a branch too high to climb and shake
Less rare than scarce, less diamond than rough
Unlikely to be more than the coal you fail to crush

I swear I’m really trying.
Get it together, Will, know and do better
It just don’t come natural to me to think
That you’d want me for me
I swear I’m really trying
I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my best
I just haven’t learned how to be human as you are yet

I still don’t know who you are. I only know that I’m still lonely
That morbid sort where even company can’t cure me
And the more you reassure the less I trust
But still you gave me your heart, I only gave you my body.
Honestly thought nobody’d want it, let alone notice it’s
Gone and so I left it home but now
Now, now, now

I keep a locket with a picture of the back of my head
Oh, monkey-wrench my side view mirrors, ghost my friends
I’ve lived more lives than enough, I haven’t died quite as much
But I’m not a real person, just the shit you can’t make up

I swear I’m really trying
I’m just as exposed if I take off my clothes 
When we make the closest thing to love that I’m capable of
I don’t know why you would care. But I’m really trying
I’m sorry, I promise, I’m doing my best
I just haven’t learned how to be human as you are yet

Did I really 
Have any of that gravity? Maybe you’re quicksand
Because I really couldn’t tell how deep my footprints went
The vertex of my redemption arc, the searching of that virgin heart
I’m catatonic in your arms, cryin’ “how did I cause so much harm?”

I’m down pounding my head against the kitchen floor
Apologizing for my life and ever entering yours
Don’t say “I’m sorry but this can’t go on” I know you got scars of your own,
But hide my knives before you go, I’ll either live or die alone

I swear I will die trying
I’m still in the process but I’m making progress. 
I promise I honestly want to prove improvement’s possible
I swear I’m so fucking sorry
I’m not a good person, I’m barely a person at all, but 
Someday I’ll be perfect and I’ll make up for it all

Against the Kitchen Floor

Champagne - Machinery of the Human Heart

i couldnt find this on soundcloud, if MOTHH uploads this to soundcloud themself i will gladly take my upload down

Jesus On The Telephone - Machinery of the Human Heart

Original by the lovely miss amanda palmer !

The Dresden Dolls - Lonesome Organist rapes Page Turner

Cannibal

Trust Me, I’m Lying

"[Superchat] I Don't Think This Parasocial Relationship Is Working Out", a song about healthy relationships with online content creators! After finishing a song a month last year, I wanted to put more time into the things I release, and this is the start of that!
Art by DegoDraws
Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FVpo-_0Xok4

[Superchat] I Don't Think This Parasocial Relatioship Is Working Out

A dark-disco slow burn (110 BPM): vocoder whispers, Moog arps and a chorus that shouts into the void of screen-aged love . Fits between Depeche Mode and Chvrches on goth-pop playlists.

Heart in the Machine

California (Golden Mix)
by KAT

A song about arriving — not in a place,
but in a frequency.
Light, clear, grounded.
California as an inner horizon —
a warmth that moves through me, not toward me.

***
Ein Lied vom Ankommen — nicht an einem Ort,
sondern in einer Schwingung.
Hell, klar, geerdet.
Kalifornien als innerer Horizont —
eine Wärme, die durch mich fließt, nicht auf mich zu.

#KAT #CaliforniaGoldenMix #QuietImpact #SoulFrequency #PoeticPop #IndieFolk #SunlightInSound #NewRelease #MadeWithSuno #SingerSongwriter #AlternativePop

Champagne - Machinery of the Human Heart

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