Magazine

Magazine Lyrics

I was a codependant alcoholic b**ch and then i became
Hold me in your arms i wanna feel your disease
Turn the machines on high i sleep better when they scream
I sleep better when the TV flips on my list like a screen
Whenever i dream it's all magazine
It's all magazine [x5]
Magazine [x5]
Dream time time most real of all
Luminous faces bodies call
Dream times dream times eagle hot
Dream time embrace a dot
Will so wide feeling wise
Rip it up and look inside
It feels empty it's just me
Dream time [x3]
Dream time magazine
Magazine
Dream time [x3]
Magazine
Satan worshippers and their surviving children