作词 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer 作曲 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer Whenever I see your distant love light I never have the strength to put up a good fight And I surrender, I surrender every night As my libido, she misbehaves I become one of your carbon-based love slaves To your heart beats And your brain waves Call me the victim of a victimless crime The by-product of a flawed design And I go down, I go down every time And every time I always fail to see What love between two people is supposed to be 'Cause the machine The machine does everything for me Love's a rocky road that magically paves When joining the collection of submissive knaves To your heartbeats And your brain waves And now we see our union's torn asunder Our night clubs yearn for one more punter And my heart Yeah my heart is a lonely hunter And as we dance into our graves We remember all those trippy, trippy raves Hosted by your heartbeats And your brainwaves And yes I've dabbled in overreaction When confronted with the sciences of attraction And I go down, I go down every time Heart beats slowly, slowly pound Brain waves transmit underground And I'm tired So tired of going down (All night long) (It's like a loop machine) (Cue the music, music)
作词 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer 作曲 : John Nash/Tyler Spencer Whenever I see your distant love light I never have the strength to put up a good fight And I surrender, I surrender every night As my libido, she misbehaves I become one of your carbon-based love slaves To your heart beats And your brain waves Call me the victim of a victimless crime The by-product of a flawed design And I go down, I go down every time And every time I always fail to see What love between two people is supposed to be 'Cause the machine The machine does everything for me Love's a rocky road that magically paves When joining the collection of submissive knaves To your heartbeats And your brain waves And now we see our union's torn asunder Our night clubs yearn for one more punter And my heart Yeah my heart is a lonely hunter And as we dance into our graves We remember all those trippy, trippy raves Hosted by your heartbeats And your brainwaves And yes I've dabbled in overreaction When confronted with the sciences of attraction And I go down, I go down every time Heart beats slowly, slowly pound Brain waves transmit underground And I'm tired So tired of going down (All night long) (It's like a loop machine) (Cue the music, music)
