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VR SEX Lyrics


A Shot at Love WE WERE ALONE YOU DREW IN MONOTONES I SAT THERE BY YOUR…
Dog Complex That canine breath We've smelled it all before Puppy love at…
Downgrade A CITIZENS EYES MISSING LIFE IT PUT YOU AT THE SCENE…
Everything's Fine I LOOKED AT THE STORE CLERK TODAY AND TOLD THEM I…
Everythings Fine I LOOKED AT THE STORE CLERK TODAY AND TOLD THEM I…



Facts Without Faces I CAN'T STOP LOOKING (AT YOU) YOU CALLED YOURSELF MY LOVER …
LANDMINE BIRDS OF A FEATHER MIGHT FUCK TOGETHER STUCK IN THE NEST AS…
Maiden China MIDLIFE CRISIS A BRAND NEW CAR SLEEVES ROLL DOWN TO COVER…
Sacred Limousine CITY LIFE A SHITTY LIFE WITH THE OPTION TO SIT DOWN…
Surrender WHAT DO YOU HEAR WHEN YOU INTRODUCE YOURSELF? THOUGHT YOU'RE…
The Watchers COUNTING THE SECONDS ON MY HANDS AND WONDER WHAT TIME IS…
Victim Or Vixen Cut the line You're dangling Scaling Everest, Deadly te…
Walk Of Fame A simple vision A street where hopes can come to die A…


John R.


on Facts Without Faces

The VR SEX song Facts Without Faces seems to be about the confusion, deception, and disillusionment that can arise when we try to connect with others through technology and fantasy. The chorus repeating the lines, "I forget your face, don't know what you look like, I know your taste (but) don't know your name," reflects the alienation and anonymity that can occur in online relationships. The lines "you called yourself my lover" and "you called yourself my mother" suggest that the singer is exploring various forms of intimacy and dependency, perhaps through role-playing or manipulation. The line "something alive violent visage" suggests that the singer is searching for a sense of vitality and danger that is missing from their mundane digital interactions. Ultimately, however, the singer realizes that these relationships are empty and illusory, and that their desire for a meaningful connection can only be fulfilled by seeking out real human connections in the physical world. Could also be seen as a child whose own mother didn't love.

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