She's Just A Ghost In The Machine

She's just a ghost in the machine where the wheels unclog your brain and pour liquid into your mind. I would have told you but you seem so keen. A disappearing magnet for the new town evaluation for a hurricane of thought. She's just a ghost in the machine making out with all your past personalities. Derailing all my former glories with her god. Seeking out dreams that have never been. She's just a ghost in the machine where you can not be sold only possessed like a worn out toy. She wears you like a cloak and we know it's just a joke but you take it all so seriously that we bet you've gone deliriously psycho to put the patch back on the hatch so you know where the feeling is and told the brain bank to leave the deposit again. She's just a ghost in the machine and you know better than I do that we almost feel like the breaking up when the eyes just nearly pop out of the glam rocker station. Make up break up shake up do something but don't tell us the end of the story because we only just sat down to take stock. How I wish the towns were white and you and all were never one to see what the psychopathic lover had did to me.

She's just a ghost in the machine she's just a ghost in the machine
But no one told me you would still be alive after all