The Love Machine - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I know that I abuse you, but you chase my fear

I would crawl if I had to

Whatever it takes, I suppose

Is it real or is it superficial if it's from the love machine?

I won't waste any more of your time with words I don't know if I feel

Self-aware, self-absorbed

I'm shedding my skin for better or for worse

No, I don't want to be like them

With a cross on my back

Manufacture my appreciation or should I buy it from a bag?

I look away

Oh, I just can't keep my eyes from falling out of my head

Pink fuzzy love

Is it you or is it me?

Twenty-first century man

Self-aware, self-absorbed

I'm stuck in my skin

Oh, what a simple curse