Automatic

Stretched out up on your bloody table I'm breathless and I'm dying Take it break it leave me shaking Withdrawn from bliss every shot I miss It's automatic Pumping up my heart that's made up plastic Automatic Automatic The IV's plugged into me Running from the flood I hope that I don't trip Hey, shoot me up with every hit you've got Since death's first kiss I've been an addict And now I feel so, so erratic Automatic Automatic And I hate that you're hanging Me up from the ceiling I've got no feeling Anesthesia is weaning I know I'm just teething Holding my breath I'm still breathing And I hate that I'm leaving So I'll shoot you up Like an automatic Why does everybody call me so So dramatic? Automatic Automatic They're controlling me Like an automatic Automatic Automatic Automatic Automatic Automatic Automatic Automatic Addict