Lyrics:
Walk them toward the window paneShow them that material stainWelcome to the pleasure domeFind your own comfort zoneAutomatic idiotLike automata with no mindLike an army of fucking blindLike automata with no mindAutomatic idiotVampires with friendly facesBones of bodies come undoneBleached white by the glaring sunOf flashes booming on the boulevardAutomatic idiotAutomatic idiotAutomatic idiotAutomatic idiot