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 these pills they prescribe to me

Just fancy drones
Going through thе motions
Just fancy drones
Going through the motions
Fancy drones

Fracturе 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-oh
Fancy drones
Going through the motions
Fracture me