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