Music: Matthijs Pol/Ruben Pol
Hot gun, our promise bleeds
You would never stop looking for me
Have we left it all behind?
Is it lust that's holding the line?
Oh no no no no no
Oh yeah there we go-go
Hearts tied for what should be
Accumulations of you and me
But the only thing for we're still here
Satisfaction and the rest we fear
Oh no no no no no
Oh yeah there we go-go
It's gone
We are
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
Hot times, you and me
No conversation to be held in between
Mechanical (and) yet we give it our all
We are programmed towards taking the fall
Oh no no no no no
Oh yeah there we go-go
You ask, is it over now?
Would this really be the final bow?
We're fine with being deceived
For all we care is to be pleased
Oh no no no no no
Oh yeah there we go-go
We're gone
We are
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
Sex Machines
A touch
Submission
We fall
Whilst kissing
A touch
Submission
We fall
We fall
Nobody to deceive
Dangereux
Sex Machines
Nobody to deceive
Nobody to deceive
Dangereux
Sex Machines
Nobody to deceive
Nobody to deceive
Dangereux
Sex Machines
Nobody to deceive
Nobody to deceive
Dangereux
Sex Machines
Nobody to deceive