كلمات 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 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 we 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 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 COMA WHITE: "all that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold"