Machine - Steele

I’m a laugh machine

I smile I won’t be mean

The dance floor is still full of fire

I’m stuck with you that’s me

I’m a love machine

I silence I taste you my dream

Being kissed by me is your desire

I’m made for amusement for hire

We are so unlike eachother

Dead or alive, don’t bother

I guess we’re on different islands

I’m a fuck machine

You’re moaning while I still feel

My day dreams are more reliable

You can’t see it makes me feel ill

We dont’t know what to do

With each other

We are so unlike eachother

Dead or alive, don’t bother

I guess we’re on different islands

I’m a soul machine

Made for breaching it

That’s my job I’m a liar

You believe me it makes me feel ill.