The Smashing Pumpkins MACHINA/the machines of God
to the center of the earth
or anywhere god decides full of fever pulling forth
we hear our call as all to the center of the earth
as if written in-DNA is reaching out-to your frequency
I want to live-don't want to die-I want to live-I want to try
all in prayer-prayer in all-all are scared-scared of all
black rooms are calling-to men in leather coats
white labs are cooking-up the silver ghost
the glass migrates under-her translucent skin
and all the spiders wonder-what we've got us in
all is you-you are all-all with you-you in all
I want to live-don't want to die-I want to live-I want to try
so beats the final coda-of a vinyl storm-one more cheery cola
to lift up her dead arms-a dream of soft focus sunsets
filters thru the din-we are losing contact
as she dials it in-she can hear glass calling
or is it someone that look like him
she eyes TV reflection and nods a knowing look
she says it doesn't matter-she never liked her looks
I've seen a thousand fractures-I have seen everything
cause knowing is it's own answer-love something in a book
there's not much left to ponder-not much left to cook
as she contact the spiders as they crawled up inside her
as she contact the spiders as they crawled up inside her
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