Tracking - Antibodies Lyrics

Time wastes on slow rolling dates
But that isn't what will keep you waiting
For the sweat smells, perfect match
Drives these bodies wild inside
What is the thing that makes these mothers mad

I'm not looking for a tentative touch
I just wonder whether or not you will judge

I'm not waiting for my body to decide what it thinks best for me
I'll defy what we define as love regardless of histocompatibility

I found a way, found a place to show you
The microscope peers into our souls, so small

I'll still love you even if we're wrong
'Cause when we die our skin turns into dust
Let's drive our bodies wild
Drive our bodies wild
Make our mothers mad
And drive our bodies wild