Pigface - Magazine Lyrics

I was a codependent alcoholic bitch and then I became
Hold me in your arms I wanna feel your disease
Turn the machines on high I sleep better when they scream
I sleep better when the TV flips on my list like a screen
Whenever I dream it's all magazine
It's all magazine [Repeat x5]
Magazine [Repeat x5]
Dream time time most real of all
Luminous faces bodies call
Dream times dream times eagle hot
Dream time embrace a dot
Will so wide feeling wise
Rip it up and look inside
It feels empty it's just me
Dream time [Repeat x3]
Dream time magazine
Magazine
Dream time [Repeat x3]
Magazine
Satan worshipers and their surviving children