Machines Of Loving Grace - Terminal City Lyrics

Divine the killing
sublime terrorist
gentle gnasher
we are alone
we are wired together
we are alone
we are wired together
uptight in terminal city
f*cked up in terminal city
When I lower my stare
pure creature of electric air becoming totally impaired
it's like sex without motion
fellow sleepers of the common dream
the one injected by the ancient screen
f*cked up in terminal city
uptight in terminal city
recrush
toothbrush
she wore a feline flower face
he wanted to consume her
knew it was impossible
paper girls always drive into this place
uptight in terminal city
wired
when I turn on
when I tune in
will I dropout
will I drop out