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Poly
For those who hate me
creativity is immortal
You might as well have aborted me
I know you want to take me
Touch poly,
take my hand,
feel the threshold,
'til I'm hooked, suckling
withdrawals,
for once they ressurrected into candy
madame euphoria
Hole in my ears,
sittin'
in a corner
'til my lights are
out
degraded
inside the mind again
and again
there's my lover:
canopy wisdom
The carbonation
hasn't broken me,
you know,
not in this bed,
bubbling stimuli,
I'm on one mountain,
You am I.
Hooked, hooked on discovering myself
yeh, I'm not satisfied
You sit in my corner watching me
Revoked a thousand souls, darling I haven't one
Think you see in the dark?
" No vampire am I, freak"
just give back my Cyclops
see the reason of life right in front of my eyes
you owe me my own dimension.
creativity is immortal
You might as well have aborted me
I know you want to take me
Touch poly,
take my hand,
feel the threshold,
'til I'm hooked, suckling
withdrawals,
for once they ressurrected into candy
madame euphoria
Hole in my ears,
sittin'
in a corner
'til my lights are
out
degraded
inside the mind again
and again
there's my lover:
canopy wisdom
The carbonation
hasn't broken me,
you know,
not in this bed,
bubbling stimuli,
I'm on one mountain,
You am I.
Hooked, hooked on discovering myself
yeh, I'm not satisfied
You sit in my corner watching me
Revoked a thousand souls, darling I haven't one
Think you see in the dark?
" No vampire am I, freak"
just give back my Cyclops
see the reason of life right in front of my eyes
you owe me my own dimension.
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