Orgy

last updated:11/21/00


Blue Monday


How does it feel to treat me like you do
when you laid your hands upon me, and told me who you are?


I thought I was mistaken, I thought I heard you speak,
Tell me how do I feel? Tell me now how should I feel?


How does it feel? How should I feel?
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do?


Those who came before me, live through their vocation,
from the past until completeion they will turn away no more


And I still find it so hard, to say what I needed say
but I'm quite sure that you'll tell me, just how I should feel today


I see a ship in the harbor, I can and shall obey
but if it wasn't for your misfortunes, I'd be a heavenly person today


I thought it was mistaken, I though I heard you speak,
tell me how does it feel? Tell me now how should I feel?


Now I stand here waiting (waiting)


And I though I told you leave me
When I walked out to the beach
Tell me how does it feel, when your heart grows cold (grows cold, grows cold)


How does it feel? How should I feel?
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do?


How does it feel? How should I feel?
Tell me how does it feel, to treat me like you do?


Stitches


if it stayed i'd never leave it
if that turned around
i'd grieve the special dirty things
that we used to talk about
i mean that loving you is strange
and adored by me throughout
oh no, it's you again


someday soon you'll find that someone
waiting for the chance to beat you
drooling on the set to feel you
blessing you with every kiss


tying yourself to me
stitch up my emptiness
cuz you're the death of me
so precious loving the thrill*


such the patient one who needs me
the spoiled one who wins
so shocking where's your sense?
don't you know i hate you so
unsatisfied you little girl
rolling dice and seeming queer
bastard love, a sick affair
let's see what new
disease you'll fetch
i mean that fucking you is strange
and adored by me throughout
oh no, it's you again blessing you with every kiss


so precious you know
this hate of mine exploded
i'm so deranged you know
i will never be the same


Fiction


She's Lost in coma where it's beautiful
Intoxicated from the deep sleep, deep sleep
Do you wonder what it's like
Living in a permenent imagination
Sleeping to escape reality, but you like it like
that


Guilty by design
she's nothing more then fiction
she dreams in digital
'cause it's better than nothing
now that control is gone
it seem's unreal she's dreaming in digital
she dreams in digital


And your pixel army can't save you now
My finger's on the kill switch
I remember I used to compose you dreams, control
your dreams
and don't be afraid to expose yourself before I
shut you down
you made some changes since the virus caught you
sleeping


Guilty by design
she's nothing more then fiction
she dreams in digital
'cause it's better than nothing
now that control is gone
it seem's unreal she's dreaming in digital
she dreams in digital


'cause it's better than nothing
now that control is gone
it seem's unreal she's dreaming in digital
she dreams in digital


she dreams in digital
she's guilty by design
'cause it's better than nothing
now that control is gone
it seem's unreal she's dreaming in digital


she's nothing more than fiction
cause it's better than nothing
now that control is gone
it seems unreal she's dreams in digital

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