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Cosmic Relation
Standing on Mars looking at Pluto
Yes towards the dark and baby you know
Like a bad kid placed face to face with a corner
I willingly admit I deserve to be a loner
Standing far out in space
I see comets running by and I long to give chase
Just me and my comet zooming through dark matter
Ice cold love, I know, but it doesn't matter
Of the two of us, no one can get hurt
She don't give a dam about me and I don't give a fuck about her
Just two beings traveling the same path
Out here all alone, who can argue about half
We are what we are, and comfortable with it
There's no love to have and we don't know where to get it
The passion in our love making is oh so cold
Long trailing hair, hazel eyes with specks of gold
A cold ball of fire holding a soul
This is the only love I deserve, the only kind I can hold
Love that won't give, bend, or fold
Anything with warmth and I loose control
I find myself on a final destination to fuck shit up
By the time she's rid of me, she can't believe her luck
Yes this is what I get, it's what I deserve
Surfing through space with a comet for a girl
Yes towards the dark and baby you know
Like a bad kid placed face to face with a corner
I willingly admit I deserve to be a loner
Standing far out in space
I see comets running by and I long to give chase
Just me and my comet zooming through dark matter
Ice cold love, I know, but it doesn't matter
Of the two of us, no one can get hurt
She don't give a dam about me and I don't give a fuck about her
Just two beings traveling the same path
Out here all alone, who can argue about half
We are what we are, and comfortable with it
There's no love to have and we don't know where to get it
The passion in our love making is oh so cold
Long trailing hair, hazel eyes with specks of gold
A cold ball of fire holding a soul
This is the only love I deserve, the only kind I can hold
Love that won't give, bend, or fold
Anything with warmth and I loose control
I find myself on a final destination to fuck shit up
By the time she's rid of me, she can't believe her luck
Yes this is what I get, it's what I deserve
Surfing through space with a comet for a girl
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