Fancy Drones (Fracture Me)

Fracture Me
Fracture Me
Fracture Me
Take what you need
'Cause it hurts to think

Fracture Me
Fracture Me
Fracture Me
Leave nothing here
'Cause it hurts to feel

Our birth, by design, a farce
A cell turned to a machine
Via screens and magazines
My feet are ravaged with atrophy
From the leather shoes on my feet, my identity
The brain never waking from the pills they prescribe to me

Just fancy drones going through the motions
Just fancy drones going through the motions
Fancy drones

Fracture Me
Take what you need
Fracture Me
'Cause it hurts to think
Fracture Me
And leave nothing here

Fracture Me
Fracture Me
We're just fancy drones
We're just fancy drones, oh
Fancy drones
Going through the motions

So fracture Me