There's no sense in talking music, no of sex can be done I mean, the of music's confusing, that's all The of sex is more fun
And the road that will you to both of them Is for the races and wrecks But less of a mystery in music If we just get directions from sex
Sacred The big is moving Sacred standing in the way
Sacred They want to pave it Sacred it all the same
Well, at first you say you'll do it for love But then you do it friends, right As soon as you do it for Right there's the innocence ends
How will you navigate between better and With just these numbers of people to The pop are just cutting notches For the number of units you
When gets lost in accounting The counting its toll You yourself craving more numbers It's the sex-drug of and roll
And it you to strange addictions Like image, marketing trying to get them to like you, that's what you think How could that be a sin?
Sacred The big machine is Sacred standing in the way
Sacred They want to pave it Sacred Make it all the
Well, what do you them to like you for? See That's the to ask, that's the question Would it help you if everyone knew face If that face only a mask?
And why do you them to like you? What change are you trying to Or do you lust after just attention Do you them to come when you sing?
ground The big machine is Sacred standing in the way
Sacred They want to it over ground Make it all the
you tryin' to do? What you tryin' to do? Capture their So that you could feel loved for an Is it the power of attractive, no
It is the attraction of power? See, sex and are much the same We feel with hearts and And what you are going to get out of them Is what you put in
ground The big is moving ground We're in the way
Sacred want to pave it over Sacred Make it all the
They to pave it The big is moving ground We're in the way
Sacred They want to it over Sacred Make it all the
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