Let me in, let me in Feel my skin, feel my skin It's cold like metal, yeah I've no emotional attachments That's an, optional extra You didn't plump for that package Now, you've ended up with a heartless machine Let me in, let me in Feel my skin, feel my skin It's cold like metal, yeah I've no emotional attachments That's an, optional extra You didn't plump for that package Now, you've ended up with a heartless machine Don't leave me outside, rusting on my own This is your fault, yours and yours alone Things could have ended differently I've no emotional attachments That's an, optional extra You didn't plump for that package Now, you've ended up with a heartless machine Don't leave me outside, rusting on my own This is your fault, yours and yours alone Things could have ended differently I've no emotional attachments That's an, optional extra You didn't plump for that package Now, you've ended up with a heartless machine (AN: plump for, verb, to support enthusiastically; be wholeheartedly in favor of)