Night: There is nothing wrong with me
the mannequins dance in feverish streak
heat eyebrows mistakes were made
Sun: There is everything wrong with you
possibility of endless retribution,
anticipating azure skies of ignorance
Sun: I'd like to share as much as possible
just for once please make sweet love to me
without making shit up dance dance dance
Night : I know I don't need anyone but myself
let's make a life
under blue mahogany leaves
let's make a life
radio waves
let's make a wave under the dance behind the floor over the broken cups and
overlooked dolls drinking the tea of
being whole
let's make a wow
to ourselves
by never making any
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