Machine in 3...2...1... She seems dressed in all the rings Of past fatalities So fragile yet so devious She continues to see Climatic hands that press Her temples in my chest Enter the night that she came home Forever Oh... She's the only one who leaves me She is everything and more The solemn hypnotic My Delia bathed in possession She is home to me I get nervous, perverse When I see her it's worse But the stress is astounding It's now or never She's coming home Forever Oh... She's the only one that makes me sad Hard to say what caught my attention Fixing crazy, aphid attraction Got my name in my face To recognize such a pheromone cult That terrorized I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me Yeah! Oh... Oh... I'm a slave and I am a master No restraints in urgent collectors I exist through my need The self obliged She is something in me The goddess Marge I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me I won't let this build up inside of me Won't let this build up inside of me Won't let this build up inside of me Won't let this build up inside of me She isn't real I can't make her real She isn't real I can't make her real She isn't real She isn't real She isn't real She isn't real She isn't real