Machines Of Loving Grace - Terminal City

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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
Fucked up
In Terminal City
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
Fucked up
In Terminal City
Uptight
In Terminal City
In Terminal City
Recrush
Toothbrush
She wore a feline flower face
He wanted to consume her
Knew it was impossible
But paper girls always drive into this place
Uptight
In terminal city
Wired
Terminal
When I
Turn on
When I
Tune in
Will I
Drop out
Will I
Drop out
You awaken from the very long dream
Your eyes are focused on the fan on the ceiling
You realize you’re a part of the machine
Just a part of the machine
Uptight
In Terminal City
Fucked up
In Terminal City
Uptight
In Terminal City
Fucked up
Terminal