chrome neon jesus
Singer:teenage wrist
you are the ghost in the machine
white hot heels and motion sick
there's nothing left to give
have you forgotten what it's like?
a phone call from another life
the payphone is dead but you're still on the line
i guess we're all just killing time
you are the ghost in the machine
your mother llorona and cheap wine
your electric drone in the limelight
forever alone but it's alright
blackout lips and dirty streets
dig up the bones when nothing feels complete
i fade out with the morning light
a goodbye to me and what's left to confess
i guess we're all just killing time
you are the ghost in that machine
your mother llorona and cheap wine
your electric drone in the limelight
forever alone but it's alright