Lyrics Machines of Loving Grace

Machines of Loving Grace

The Soft Collision

Soft now- the lips that dragged me down

Soft now- until I hit the ground

The night is soft

The light is soft

And i don't want to wear this off- tonight

Sleep alone- seems to me

The virus bleeds

Soft now- she played her love scenes well soft now-

Should have sensed the sulfur smell

Soften the blow

Finger to tongue tongue to finger

Honey smear

Finger to tongue tongue to finger

Soften the blow