The Pygmalion Effect — Zeromancer

Motherfuckers and gentlemen One in a million times You get closer to something Closer to something You get closer And it slips away, yeah

Fading three dimensional ways While flies buzzing around your head I see ghost pale Sucking up To the black lace mirrors Much like a sapphire

Wind-up angels Wind-up gods Wind-up big shots Wind-up dolls Aren't we all the same On borrowed time here

The Grand prix of self destruction Remember who you are It's the effect you have on me Sinistar

You're in a place you cannot escape Oh well It's your ninth circle of hell Torn up inside All torn up inside It's your shadow a great big L