When the sun is coming up Time to go to bed with all my lovers We spend the whole night s**ing the others blood We are made of plastic But realistic We need our daily shot We fix the failures s**ing the others Heart On the narrow path Scents of wild rose rise How it makes us sad We got no sens of smell We don't need any books We know them all by heart Got a ma**ive memory We can tell you stories Taking whoever's voice Yeah we're the new big thing Our goal is to be more effective than you Desperate humans s**ing your twisted brains On the narrow path Scents of wild rose rise How it makes us sad We got no sens of smell On the narrow path See myself fading out Got no awareness of that Teach us how to feel love How do you move your hips How do you move your tongue How do you move your lips We're s**ing each others blood When the sun is coming up Time to go to bed With all my lovers We spent the whole night s**ing the others blood