Mascara

There's a powdered sun dripping through a porthole
In a set design
Can you read your name
It's been so long since we bloomed from the inside
So where have you been since you fell off the flat edge
Of a world under an ugly sky
You've been lying rye
They claim men you dance under the moonlight
Do what you think is the sum
Buts it a flesh and blood of a
Dismembered gone assembly
In four thousands of your years

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You felt like history in your thighs
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You get four red candles

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On the table with your penis I arise
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You're the one that makes me realize

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With water flowing through to tomorrow
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Glued to your addiction
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Apples and cake must have been your mistake
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Had to force you to drink your gallon of wine
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But the smile you send in my direction
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You little duck house

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Makes me feel like I'm alive

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You're hidden by your wooden legs
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You're my kind, you're my kind

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You always make me feel like a moon in my life

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Staring down at the world's head, all the time

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It always makes me feel good to know you're alive
You're wrapping your ties

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Down by the whirlpool, I finally realized you must have built
In your snake, your little duck house

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I've been insane well the time is slow

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I've been to a society where you won't miss those feelings, so
You can't feel sunshine

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And if you see me roaming the hillside won't you come
Along? It's a hard road to the top of yourself
You'll always be alone

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The pope don't matter when the pawn is your sea, don't you agree?

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I like you in my love, feels good just to know I can love
Someone like you
They'll make it hard for you choose
I can understand but when you see creation coming you close your eyes
And to you I'm sure it's no surprise that I could be one of the dead thank God my underwear's full of lead without you. Without you

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When you're around I'm wound around your thumb
You wanna be numb inside the gun
All your different lights are one big fight against the baby inside that you've mistaken for pain