Gary Numan - The Pleasure Skin Lyrics
The sound of breathingProtect the disease in me she saysThe sound of breathingI have never known fear like this beforeI rememberThe beautiess old but still as good she saidI rememberThat I woke up in a cold dark room againWe are new menWere the service, the pleasure skinWe are new menNo words, no image, no hope and fameNo shelterYou could feel the ***** outside the doorNo shelterShe said nothing is leaving here alive