She`s got eyes like zapruder And a mouth like heroin She wants me to be Perfect like Kennedy This isn`t god, this isn`t god God is just a statistic, God is just a statistic Say, Show me the dead stars, All of them sing This is a orion Religious and clean God is a number you cannot count to You are posthuman and hardwired She`s pilgrim and pagan Softworn and so-cial In all of her dreams She`s a saint like Jackie-O This isn`t god, this isn`t god God is just a statistic, God is just a statistic Say, show me the dead stars, All of them sing This is a orion Religious and clean (Coma White): All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold
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