Push کے بول

Push i feel strange in this factory i am tied to the machinery the spare parts scattered in my brains the boiling oil flows through my veins push my button push it down turn the switch turn it around push i say push the motor pumps like my heart the heat is ripping me apart in my lungs fumes so black my metal skin is about to crack push my button push it down turn the switch turn it around push i feel strange in this factory i am tied to the machinery the spare parts scattered in my brains the boiling oil flows through my veins