the love machine

i know that i abuse you, but you chase my fear, i would crawl if i had to, whatever it takes i suppose, is it real or is it superficial, if it's from the love machine, i won't waste any more of your time, with words i don't know if i feel, self aware, self absorbed, i'm shedding my skin, for better or for worse, no i don't want to be like them, with a cross on my back, manufacture my appreciation, or should i buy it from a bag, i look away, oh i just can't keep my eyes, from falling out of my head, pink fuzzy love, is it you or is it me, 21st century man, self aware, self absorbed, i'm stuck in my skin, oh what a simple curse