Posthuman

[Verse 1] She's got eyes like Zapruder Mouth like heroin She wants me to be Perfect like Kennedy [Pre-Chorus] This isn't God, this isn't God This isn't God, this isn't God God is just a statistic God is just a statistic [Chorus] Say show me the dead stars All them sing, yaa (Hey) This is a riot Religious and clean (Hey) (Hey) God is a number you cannot count to You are post-human and hardwired [Verse 2] She's pilgrim and pagan Soft worn and social In all of her dreams She's a saint like Jackie O [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus] [Bridge][x3] Coma White: "All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold" [Chorus][x2]