[Verse 1] Waking in the wreckage. On the showroom floor. Silence is the siren. At the locking door. Check the diagnostics. Am I broken yet? Another heavy impact. And a cold sweat. [Pre-Chorus] She’s Watching from the window. High above the deck. Mechanical failure. Of a heavy heart. [Chorus] Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but I failed the safety test... depressed... put to the arrest, cut! I’m hitting every wall just to see if I survive But the data doesn't say... if I am still alive. Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but It's heavy on the chest... obsessed... put to the arrest, shut! The experiment is over... you remove the key And leave the broken body for the industry. [Verse 2] Buckle up the belt. Here we go again. Velocity is rising. To a perfect ten. Automatic apathy. Turn the final page. Leaving me to rust. In this metal cage. [Pre-Chorus] Watching from the window. High above the deck. Mechanical failure. Of a heavy heart. [Chorus] Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but I failed the safety test... depressed... put to the arrest, cut! I’m hitting every wall just to see if I survive But the data doesn't say... if I am still alive. Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but It's heavy on the chest... obsessed... put to the arrest, shut! The experiment is over... you remove the key And leave the broken body for the industry. [Bridge] The sensors are red. Offline. The wires are dead. Flatline. I’m nothing but a model... That you made to break. Collision for the camera. And a big mistake. [Chorus] Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but I failed the safety test... depressed... put to the arrest, cut! I’m hitting every wall just to see if I survive But the data doesn't say... if I am still alive. Yeah, I’m feelin’ used... abused... stressed... like I tried my best, but It's heavy on the chest... obsessed... put to the arrest, shut! The experiment is over... you remove the key And leave the broken body for the industry. [Outro] Feelin’ used, abused, stressed, like I tried my—
