We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
This is not to depict hesitation
A silent gesture for princess pleasure
Oh see what heaven sent, oh straight from
Heaven's gate
Oh see what heaven meant, when it embraces
Hate
Elastic dreams of vicious actions
Plastic stomachs wrapped in steel
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
Trash can Canterbury-Hollywood boulevard
Oh you can count on it, Richard Hell tacked to the
Wall
Remember the plunger pit, in love with nothing
At all
Our beards are circuits to amplifier
All our bells have an elite ring
Rapacious gardens of female distinction
Can you smell trouble, libraries of rubble
I don't wanna know-who gets the highest score
That's when my poodle pukes-on the gallery
Floor
We did not fade from the noise meditation
We stopped abruptly while spinning down
Hair falls in a dead breeze curtain
A silent gesture-for princess pleasure
Here comes Mary Rat-trudi tacked to the wall
Take me back to disgraceland, in love with
Nothing at all
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