Machine Girl – Schizodipshit Lyrics

Schizodipshit Lyrics by Machine Girl

I’m a schizodipshit and I don’t want to get fixed
I’m living the dream, I’m so full of ***
Now I got the edge and I don’t need your permission
To scratch or sniff ***, so listen to this one

No one fools me
No one fools me

I’ve seen the light, It’s as clear as the white of your eyes
My sources are tight, at first it was frightening
My darkest thoughts crawled out hiding
Everywhere online, my mantra guides me

Pushed my family away, they’re afraid of me now
But it’s better off that way, ’cause I’m mainlining hatred
Maybe I’m a little sick, but I’m not a victim
I’m a proud *** prick, so shut up and listen

No one fools me
No one fools me

Shave off my strings, I’m not a puppet
I am a soldier, frontlines of nothing
This war is psycho, and my life is priceless
I am a *** of global psychosis
***!

A line on the mirror, I feel like a hero
Are you ready to bleed, for what I believe in
I was so broken, powerless and hopeless
Now I’ve awoken, and I’m ready to ***

No one fools me
No one fools me

In this cruel city, I speak to the saved
The sick and insane, open your mind
Don’t be afraid

I’m psycho coded
I’m going god mode with the holy ghost
Killer fanatic, unreal addict
Don’t need an answer, I’m a man of action

No one fools me
No one fools me

My POV, first person shooter
I livestream it, all the chaos and confusion

No one fools me
No one fools me

Watch this
I feel nothing
My rage is blind
I heard you laughing, now get ready to die
I’m locked and loaded, but caught off guard
My head splits open, and now the thoughts are gone

No one fools me

You can be a schizodipshit too
Fall into a hole, follow all the clues
Everything’s permitted, and nothing it’s true
You can be a schizodipshit too
Fall into a hole, follow all the clues
Everything’s permitted, and nothing it’s true
You can be a schizodipshit too
Fall into a hole, follow all the clues
Everything’s permitted, and nothing it’s true
You can be a schizodipshit too
Fall into a hole, follow all the clues
Everything’s permitted, and nothing it’s true