Push

i feel strange in this factory
i am tied to the machinery
the spare parts scattered in my brains
the boiling oil flows through my veins

push my button
push it down
turn the switch
turn it around
push i say push

the motor pumps like my heart
the heat is ripping me apart
in my lungs fumes so black
my metal skin is about to crack

push my button
push it down
turn the switch
turn it around
push

i feel strange in this factory
i am tied to the machinery
the spare parts scattered in my brains
the boiling oil flows through my veins