foreplay (is not my forté) Songtext
von Static Dress

Tune in, tune in, tune in, tune in
Start the show
Before you leave, we′ve got to know

Broken fingers
Was it worth selling off the dream?
Million miles a minute
An excess in constant need

Guess that the truth hurts, doesn't it?


How pathetic
Digital appetite
Dressed in aberrations

Forced to watch, they can′t believe
Forced to watch what they did to me

Are we dying?
Whilst on the big screen
Her name in lights
Visual disease!