Texty: IAMX. The Alternative.

Lay back for me
You were just exactly what I need
In this cold town
Lay back for me
The three of us in circus and in liberty
It’s been too long

So throw your guilt religion
To the liars and the weak
This is the politics and war of ecstasy
(--?-- that fission-?)
That is failing every test
Is the comedy in death of your senses

To your alternative to real world
It’s just time for me and a fantasy
Be blind to myself to idolize
To your alternative to real world
It’s just time for me and a fantasy
I’m blind to myself (and?) idolize

You work so deep
Astonished and enraptured
I can barely speak
These are hard times
Hormones it (keeps-?)
(A slow whispered wet confession-?)
From out body heat
There’s no return

chorus.