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The reason for my incongruent, open ocean talisman:
I meddled with the scientific method; caution to the wind.
By practicing a love magic on objects I would never keep,
I kept your pain encased in ice with mustard flowers round the rim
you got nothin
you got no legs
open your mouth, your mouth and say something,
or you better make a break for it
cuz you're a
bastardly you wait around for answers that will never come,
affixed inside your gaze a mathematician got the numbers wrong,
you bottled up the anger till equations made the perfect bomb,
imaginary numbers now fill up your head with fibbing love.
you got nothin,
you got no legs,
open your mouth, your mouth and say something,
or you better make a break for it,
cuz you're a
snake snake snake snake snake snake snake
you're a snake and you wait around
for your fair weather friends to come down from their clouds
and dry you out again.
I open up my eyes
I look around the room
and all I see is you you you you
you're filling up my dreams
you borrow all my dirty clothes
it's demon dark underneath your candy coat
you got nothin,
you got no legs,
open your mouth, your mouth and say something,
or you better make a break for it,
a break for it
cuz you're a snake (ad infinitum)
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Charming Fidelis
03:00
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Incorporate the saison,
black kidney sharing but a moment in the sun,
letting all the by-gones be by gone,
golden milk pouring if only just for one.
and I forgot to tip the waitress,
she was a character in my past life regression therapy,
but now I feel weightless,
cuz I saved her ass from drowning, she almost drowned in 1823
so
incorporate the saison,
black magic sparking for a moment and it's gone,
boiling all the frog legs and bitch bongs,
sickly sweet a potion, watch out stomach here it comes.
and it shows you what you've done,
I seek the answers that hide beneath my tongue,
and when you kiss me after your options have all but run out,
I'll jump the gun about it,
I'll take the fun out of it.
Incorporate the saison
black kidney sharing but a moment and it's gone,
letting all the by-gones be by gone
golden milk pouring if only just for one
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Spirit World #9
04:55
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It's going over my head,
It's going over my head,
all those monsters that you keep under your bed,
it's going over my head,
and I know they like death, and mustard breath,
and retrospect,
I'm a ghost and I float up the stairways
while you're asleep.
You wouldn't even notice me if it wasn't for the floorboards creaking,
and the sound of hinge squeak.
When the world looks bleak, remember all those monsters that you keep,
and set them free.
You're a ghoul and I'm uncool.
You made sense of your backstory slowly.
I'm a mess in a long black dress,
a baroness with long hair on my chest.
It's under my fingernails,
under my fingernails,
and between my toes,
I wanted to let you know, I've let go,
and let my conscious grow as flowers beneath the snow.
I'm a ghost and I boast
transparent psychic powers,
I've practiced them for hours,
and I've scoured the wastes for a face that looks just like yours,
stuff me in your cosmic drawer.
You're a ghoul and I'm uncool.
You made sense of your backstory slowly,
Nonetheless, you've got perfect ligaments.
A baroness with long hair on your legs
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