| Bed-rest kittens, womb of opiates
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| Biba dresses, blinking morning sunshine
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| Can I get an idea? |
| Tell me what did I do?
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| Tell me what did I say? |
| Tell me what did I prove?
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| Time’s a frivolous display, both a healer and a bane
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| I’m in a prism of refractions and burning gamma rays
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| Are you mourning for an era
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| When your blood sang and your head trilled?
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| Are you wading a nightmare scape
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| Over valleys through inkjet lakes?
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| Bed-rest kittens, womb of opiates
|
| Biba dresses, blinking morning sunshine
|
| Can I get an idea? |
| Tell me what did I do?
|
| Tell me what did I say? |
| Tell me what did I prove?
|
| Time’s a frivolous display. |
| Time is a presidential waste
|
| I’m in a prism of refractions and burning gamma rays
|
| Time’s a frivolous display, both a healer and a bane
|
| I’m in a prism of refractions and burning gamma rays
|
| Are you mourning for an era
|
| When your blood sang and your head trilled?
|
| Are you wading a nightmare scape
|
| Over valleys through inkjet lakes? |