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Drip down the wall I see you in the ripples This feels so good You grow between my fingers
Blanket black and blanket white Slap me into sense Backwards movie I'm back up on my feet
Quietly I crawl Under your skirt And I whisper And you go
Confusious is sick So my feet feel soaked As I walk in this boat The water...the water is where?
Sharks dance on stage Where in the seats I applaud and scream When the piano falls
Your pretty head Such a pretty head Clocks of Camembert cheese One more scratch please
Fade out Eyes are glued Open, wake up No not now
I write dream like? Or do I live in dream? Pun, puns arouse you Let's get this straight I'm Bi Cum
Spinning about to vomit I love it The back of the head feeling When the nightmare starts
I feel that When I go pee at night And when I go back to sleep I finnally wake up. |
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