The yearning increased at
Exponential rates
But you wanted no part
Mortally content
Until the surge gave shock
And got you on all fours
Interface fucked

Is it the size or angle?
The point is clear
The mortal erection has run out of skin
We're hooked on electric stimuli

The yearning increased at
Exponential rates
But you wanted no part
Until the surge gave shock

Mortally content
Until the surge gave shock
And got you on all fours
Inside a cubicle
That looks of detachment
The mortal erection
Has run out of
Skin
Is it the size or angle?
The point is clear
The mortal erection
Has run out of skin
We're hooked on electric

Interface fucked