Dying to feel alive in electronic love A sense of belonging orbiting above A true human voice listened in the flesh Old fashioned rendezvous, the new-age spirit quest
Isolation, romance the stone with Information, pick up the phone Can anybody hear me? Is there anyone there?
The lost art of touch, the voyeuristic plague Junk-food melodies stroke your hidden rage Hands-free reality, pleasure is a must When it's just you and machine, there's no need for trust
Isolation, no place like home Validation, throw me a bone Can anybody hear me? Is there anyone there? Can anybody hear me? Is there anyone there?
And when the gold wears off, what What will we be? Just a mix of metals at the bottom of the sea Alone at the bottom of the sea
Isolation, romance the stone with Information, pick up the phone Can anybody hear me? Is there anyone there? Can anybody hear me? Is there anyone there?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
