HIStory.

If I were a robot, would you still love me?

My skin is steel.

Your lies can't pierce it.

My eyes are glass.

I see

Through you.

My mouth is nothingness

Like your soul.

My heart is a battery

Break it and I die.

I walk with a purpose.

I do not act on emotion.

I have none.

Isn't that what you always wanted?

So make my veins wires

And my lusts fires

And burn my mind

On a spitfire

Of your desire.