Posthuman

She's got eyes like Zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like Kennedy
This isn't god, this isn't god
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
Say "show me the dead stars, all of them sing."
This is a riot, religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
She's a saint like Jackie-O
This isn't god, this isn't god
This isn't god, this isn't god
God is just a statistic
God is just a statistic
Say "show me the dead stars, all of them sing."
This is a riot, religious and clean
"Show me the dead stars, all of them sing."
This is a riot, religious and clean
God is a number you cannot count to
God is a number you cannot count to
God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired
Coma white:
"All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold"
"All that glitters is cold"
Say "show me the dead stars, all of them sing."
This is a riot, religious and clean
"Show me the dead stars, all of them sing."
This is a riot, religious and clean