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They had painted her like a man's mistake
Like a mental state,
A sad return to the eagle-shaped
I'm the of mannequin that cheats and
Opens its eyes to the ladies of the

She took me home and in my drink
She spoke of Germaine and Friedan
I know what to think
I took her standing in the kitchen, ass against the
She draped me in a stoll, kind?
I think mink

Than me out into the snow, I waited for the bus
Up come some values screaming, are you one of us?
I of course man, can't you see
got some text reconstruction? What does that mean?
No clue, it must be an illicit
What are you talking about? No

I check my speed, my aperture, my domino
Can't focus, can't staring at the face I used to know
This life is not a prison, we are free to go anytime
Chinese stars, Chinese stars, Chinese
My 'cuz had the Chinese stars

I'm trying to
You met me at a dismal point on the arc
I think I what you were saying
About the of the skulls

The spastic face was the one, our luck was white
I read it with my head open, only cracked
Somebody else will have to it when I'm done
Make the out of the visuals

While through the woods
I noticed had built a house
For nobody in
They want to destroy us, I
It's time to penetrate fantasy