I ran through the house naked
My head was screwed on backwards
I was so turned on
Lightbulb I smashed
Fleshborne attack
I had a dream and you were there
You were there too, and I was fucking gone
Like birds-eye view, my favorite subconscious concept
You left me on the corner with the sun burning a hole in my pocket,
I am shapes of lint bursting into flame
You can't be anything you want.
You can't be anything at all.
Late night TV lobotomy, drool running down my chin, I'm halfway day.
You scremed in vain in God's eye, he blinked twice and you forgot what he said, but there's no profit if he's a liar.
There is no sunshine on the moon.
There is no sunshine at all.
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