Mechanical Animals
We were neurophobic and perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we weren't so human
But If we cry we will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic
And as hollow as the 'o' in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they'll never be good to you or bad to you
They'll never be anything
Anything, anything at all
You were my mechanical bride
You were phenobarbidoll
A manniqueen of depression
With the face of a dead star
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic
And as hollow as the 'o' in god
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
But they'll never be good to you or bad to you
They'll never be anything
Anything, anything at all
I am never gonna be the one for you
I am never gonna save the world from you
This isn't me i'm not mechanical
I'm just a boy playing the Suicide King
Playing the Suicide King
Animales Mecánicos
Éramos neurofóbicos y perfectos
El día que perdimos nuestras almas
Quizá no éramos tan humanos
Pero si lloramos, nos oxidaremos
Y yo era una granada de mano
Que no dejaba de explotar
Fuiste automática
Y tan hueca como el 'o' en Dios
Nunca seré el único para ti
Nunca salvaré el mundo de ti
Pero nunca serán buenos o malos contigo
Nunca serán nada
Cualquier cosa, cualquier cosa en absoluto
Eras mi novia mecánica
Eras fenomuñecabarbie
Una reinamania de depresión
Con la cara de una estrella muerta
Y yo era una granada de mano
Que nunca dejaba de explotar
Fuiste automática
Y tan hueca como el 'o' en Dios
Nunca seré el único para ti
Nunca salvaré el mundo de ti
Pero nunca serán buenos o malos contigo
Nunca serán nada
Cualquier cosa, cualquier cosa en absoluto
Nunca seré el único para ti
Nunca salvaré el mundo de ti
Yo no soy esto, no soy mecánico
Solo soy un chico jugando al Rey Suicida
Jugando al Rey Suicida
Composição: Marilyn Manson / Twiggy Ramirez / Zim Zum