Needle Catwalk - Eden Synthetic Corps

Feel the smell of pristine white

Taste the drug of endless nights

Say you’re not prepared for this

See the source of all my bliss

They’re flashing like the bright stars

But your feet are on the needle catwalk baby

They’re flashing like the bright stars

You’re smiling at the lens man

But your feet are on the needle catwalk baby

You’re smiling at the lens man

This is your final injection

I’ll be your guide my stardust girl

It’s like a fatal infection

It’s cold

This is your fashion statement

It’s twice the glory of a stripper’s pole

It’s such a painful torment

It burns