Verse. Dream, is it only just a dream. That we're living, that we're living?. Dream, there's a ghost in the machine. Is it fiction that we're living?. Chorus. Oh-ooh, is it artificial paradise?. Oh
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed. In the house of ill repute. Is this the way I spend my days. In recovery of a fatal disease? Ooh, ooh. Ooh, ooh On a cloud of pink has turn to gray. And
. Second guessing I'm full of artificial sweetener. My heart's been deceitful. It's all artificial sweetener. I'm faking, I love you's. You're forcing me to You really deserve love. I want to love you
it every time I get through. And her name is. A-r-t-i. F-i-c, I cry. A-l, don't be shy!. Artificial rhonda. With the plastic pie Her eyes is all shut in a ecstasy face. I can cram it down her
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed. In the House of I'll Repute. Is this the way I spend my days. In recovery of a fatal disease?. . Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. Oooh. . On a cloud of pink has to
Song Inferiority Complex - Iggy Pop, The Trolls. Standing on the poop deck of a wreck -. Inferiority complex. Waiting for the tugboat of respect -. Inferiority complex. Trying to see the good side of
Intro. Artificial death in the west, east. Pyramids on deck shine. Wet hair on her neck, breathe. She shoot pussy through your chest, you die Hook. There was a artificial death in the west, east
Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hex. Livin' in here in this industrial military complex. Doesn't really help when I read Time magazine. Cause they only distort the scene. The sky is so
a complex kid and she's always been so hard to figure out. Yeah, she always likes to leave me with a shadow of a doubt Sometimes at night I wait around 'til she gets off. She don't like workin', she
