Machine Girl, as described by its creator, is a genre-defying musical project characterized as "fucked-up electronic punk". Stephenson rejected the label of "industrial", deeming it too gothic and monochromatic, preferring to view the project as more colorful. Kerrang! recognized Machine Girl as a band pushing the boundaries of hardcore, noting their punk-infused and intense version of breakcore. Pitchfork defined their style as a relentless fusion of punk, grindcore, rave, industrial, and other influences, marked by unpredictability, animalistic rage, and uncontrollable energy.
This is Your Face on Dogs
Machine Girl Lyrics
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All of me out of my mental
All of me out of my mental
All of me out of my body
All of me out -
Fuck it, 1 2 3 go
Not your dog
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Madness whispered in my ear
I'm your future
I'll show you fear
Fuck the mirror
You're one of us
Because you're young
You're arrogant
And ugly as fuck
My head is full of prolapsed memories
All the suspense with none of the release
Made a hole in my frontal lobe so the panic leaks
I'll save it in a jar and send it to my enemies
Flip your skin let the ugly out
Flip your skin let the ugly out
We were kids, just trash riding trash
Part one of my epitaph
All the stink under my god-given mask
I cut it off and let go of the past
Flip your skin let the ugly out
Flip your skin let the ugly out
Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Not your dog
Won't play dead
Fuck the hand
Aim for the neck
Madness whispered in my ear
I'm your future
I'll show you fear
Fuck the mirror
You're one of us
Because you're young
You're arrogant
And ugly as fuck
Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade
Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade
Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade
Eyes on the prize
One foot in the grave
No rest for the obsessed
Keep sharpening your blade
Machine Girl's song "This Is Your Face on Dogs" is a reflection of the artist's journey through life, as well as a commentary on society and its discontents. The lyrics are an exploration of the self, as the artist expresses a desire to escape their body and mind. The repetition of "all of me out of my body, all of me out of my mental" suggests a frustration with one's own being and a desire to break free from it. This is reinforced by the idea of "flipping your skin" to let the "ugly out", indicating a need to shed one's old self and become something new.
The chorus of "Not your dog, won't play dead, fuck the hand, aim for the neck" seems to be a rejection of societal norms and expectations. The idea of not being someone's "dog" or subservient implies a desire for autonomy and independence. The line "aim for the neck" suggests a willingness to fight back against those who would try to control or dominate the artist.
The bridge of "madness whispered in my ear, I'm your future, I'll show you fear, fuck the mirror, you're one of us, because you're young, you're arrogant, and ugly as fuck" can be interpreted as a commentary on the state of the world and the artist's place within it. The idea of madness being the future suggests a sense of despair or hopelessness about the direction society is headed in. The line "fuck the mirror" implies a rejection of traditional beauty standards and an acceptance of one's own "ugliness". The final line, "because you're young, you're arrogant, and ugly as fuck", can be taken as a rallying cry for young people to reject societal norms and embrace their own power.
Line by Line Meaning
All of me out of my body
I feel disconnected from myself, like my body and mind are separate entities.
All of me out of my mental
I feel like I'm losing my sanity or control over my thoughts.
Fuck it, 1 2 3 go
I'm ready to take action or start something, regardless of the consequences.
Not your dog
I won't be controlled or trained like an animal.
Won't play dead
I won't give up or surrender easily.
Fuck the hand
I reject authority or outside influence.
Aim for the neck
I'll attack or defend myself aggressively.
Madness whispered in my ear
My thoughts or impulses are becoming more unstable or dangerous.
I'm your future
My mental illness or destructive behavior will define my life and legacy.
I'll show you fear
I'll inflict fear or pain on others to gain power or control.
Fuck the mirror
I hate or reject my own reflection or self-image.
You're one of us
You share my depravity or madness.
Because you're young
You are inexperienced or naive enough to be influenced or corrupted by me.
You're arrogant
You think you're above or better than others, which makes you vulnerable to manipulation.
And ugly as fuck
You have flaws or insecurities that I can exploit or use against you.
My head is full of prolapsed memories
I have disturbing or traumatic memories that I can't forget or confront.
All the suspense with none of the release
I feel anxious or tense but never relieved or rewarded.
Made a hole in my frontal lobe so the panic leaks
I've damaged my brain or emotions to the point where I can't control my fear or anxiety.
I'll save it in a jar and send it to my enemies
I'll use my pain or torment to hurt or intimidate others.
Flip your skin let the ugly out
Reveal your true self, no matter how dark or unpleasant it may be.
We were kids, just trash riding trash
I grew up in poverty or chaos, surrounded by other troubled youth.
Part one of my epitaph
This is only the beginning of my legacy or notoriety.
All the stink under my god-given mask
I hid my ugliness or flaws behind a façade of religion or morality.
I cut it off and let go of the past
I abandoned my old life or identity and embraced my true self.
Eyes on the prize
I'm focused on my goals or ambitions.
One foot in the grave
I'm willing to take risks or sacrifice my safety for my aspirations.
No rest for the obsessed
I'm consumed by my passion or obsession and can't take a break or relax.
Keep sharpening your blade
Always be prepared or ready for anything, even if it means being aggressive or violent.
Writer(s): Machine Girl
Contributed by Jordan N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@cas869
what the dog doing
@big_sea
yes
@ikedaren_29336
jesse we need to cook
@weathermadlad3174
Drugs
@NotSomeoneToday
Drugs
@Non-Friendly_Fire
Committing war crimes
@ironfox2411
Somehow, at Poor Boys in New Orleans, we all interpreted "fuck the hand, aim for the neck" as "what the hell is wrong with me?"
The entire crowd sang a whole different ass verse lmao. Epic.
@alyr.4640
oh my god lmao very epic
@fortnite5205
If i squint my ears i hear it
@DeathCr0wy666
sameee