Divine - Sundown

All shut up — Minds of fire

The machine’s collapsed and we can’t get higher

Though we tried all configurations

It just won’t kick the shakes and the desparation

Moments of ecstacy

— Calls out and speaks through me

How urget the surgery — Now who did you wanna be

We’ll keep cutting 'til it all is gone

Sugardaddy got treats for everyone

We’re cosmic relics

Space keeps us cold

We’re cryogenic baby

Never getting old

All phased out — Intermodular

Gone transgalactic and we don’t know where we are

You might feel strange the very first time

Closed and captured like limbless pantomime

Turn around to the ground

I wonder if there’s a cure

Turn around to the ground

Now why are you such a bore

Does it really matters who holds the knife

'Cause baby you’ve been slipping

Anyway most of your life