You're gonna like it here

In hyperreality 

I keep running in to your hologram

In the dark lounge of my daydreams

And time's cool lips

Kiss my neck

And loneliness follows me

Back to the suite of regret

Where you

 

Lie in shimmering neon

You're made from a distant galaxy

Where they speak in tongues of lust

And the sky is splashed with fantasy

I search for our kiss

And press play on my private screen

You're by far the busiest star

In my cinema of dreams

I need you like the peach

Needs the deep and sweet

Wound of the teeth

Completely bloody and bound

To hopeless complicit delicious doom

And in this simulation

Your silver lips keep telling me

That I'll be forever haunted

And in my heart's hotel you'll sleep

In shimmering neon

You're made from a distant galaxy

Where they speak in tongues of lust

And the sky is splashed with fantasy

I search for our kiss

And press play on my private screen

You're by far the busiest star

In my cinema of dreams