POSTHUMAN
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 RIOT 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 RIOT RELIGIOUS AND CLEAN
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