Make Love To The Camera Obscura Lyrics

Make love to the camera obscura
Let the time codes date you
Let the stroboscope make love to you
What's the point of doing anything if it's not on camera?
Why not give credit where credit's due
It's all on tape, it's all in place

Social control becomes auto-erotic asphyxiation Surveillance is a sensual sensation
And your on camera an average of ten times a day
Are you dressed for success?
Can you rise to the occasion?
It's all on tape, it's all in place

In my most private moments I put my hand down my pants
And get busted for shoplifting by security guards

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