Lilith/Eve - Machines Of Loving Grace

I’m talking darkest night

A shoddy simulation of paradise in leopard tights

I have a sinking fascination with the neon light

And inside, inside it’s war all the time

With the budding blonde hookers and their decadent art

Desire’s a violent jackhammer of the heart

When the world descends into a helter skelter

The girls crawl in for shelter

Lilith/Eve

I’m looking for something

Come together over me

And I don’t know what I want

A wife or a lover?

I’m looking for something in-between

I’m talking blood on grass

An overwrought suburbanite heart attack and paint it all black

Because the end is accelerating back to the beginning

And everybody’s falling in line

With the balding blind hustlers in their heroin hovels

Giving dollar sucks inside Continentals

With the radio blaring out helter skelter

And the creatures crawl in for shelter

Lilith/Eve

I’m looking for something

Come together over me

And I don’t know what I want

A wife or a lover?

I’m looking for something in-between