Machine

He don't care about money

He don't care about fame

He just want to hurt another human being

He wants to feel someone's life

Fading in his hands

He likes to tell

Violent jokes to his friends

You know, that girl

She ain't coming back again

She is sleeping in the ground

Without her family or friends

While her vicious killer

Is rotting in his cell

That's what life will be for him

Before he goes to hell

He invited her to his new machine

And they submerged into the deep blue sea

In his sealed tin can

No one could hear her scream

He destroyed his invention

Tried to save his own skin

And he whistled all the way back to shore

He invited her to his new machine

And they submerged into the deep blue sea

In his sealed tin can

No one would hear her scream

Then he destroyed his own invention

Tried to save his own skin