There's no sense in about music, no Talking of sex can be I mean, the abstraction of music's confusing, all The directness of sex is fun
And the road that will lead you to of them Is for the races and wrecks But there's less of a in music If we just get some from sex
Sacred The big machine is Sacred We're in the way
Sacred want to pave it over Sacred it all the same
Well, at you say you'll just 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 just these numbers of people to count? The pop charts are just notches For the number of units you
When gets lost in accounting The counting its toll You find yourself more numbers the sex-drug of rock and roll
And it you to strange addictions image, marketing spin Just trying to get them to you, that's what you think How could that be a sin?
ground The big machine is Sacred standing in the way
Sacred They to pave it over ground Make it all the
Well, do you want them to like you for? See the question to ask, that's the question Would it help you if everyone knew your If that face only a mask?
And why do you want to like you? What change are you to bring? Or do you lust after just attention Do you want them to when you sing?
ground The big is moving ground We're in the way
Sacred want to pave it over Sacred Make it all the
What you to do? you tryin' to do? Capture their beauty So you could feel loved for an hour? Is it the of being attractive, no
It is just the attraction of See, sex and music are much the We feel with hearts and And you are going to get out of them both Is just you put in
Sacred The big machine is Sacred We're in the way
Sacred want to pave it over Sacred Make it all the
They want to it The big machine is Sacred We're in the way
ground They to pave it over Sacred Make it all the
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