Texty: Machinemade God. The Infinity Complex. Injected Smiles.

Sweeping me up, but away.
Inadvertintly or not.
Smiles followed by frowns.
But they never last that long. Sweeping me up, but away.
Inadvertintly or not.
A single word and it's growing strength. A phrase and i'm almost lost.

This grip is tightened. Clockwise. Counter. Risking willingly a pain (so great),
for a pleasure greater.

Injected hopes by your touch into my open veins.
Wishes and blood intertwine.
Injected smiles from you.
A voice so soft and sweet, my reality is blurred when there is noone else but you.
Every word you say is a beautiful brand new song.
This needle pierces my skin and lets you in.