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I feel like I’m wrapped in burning newspapers I’ve never read
Drifting through the streets and towers under watch of nightlight eyes
Neon in my golden paws, water of my unborn head
Walking in the needle shoes for miles with the living dead
I met you in the crystal mine and now we run like animals
Through the jungle we create
I’m sitting in your ecstacy and glancing at your dishes
While your chandaliers fall and crush my young body
Our bones are hollow homes, snakes in your body hissing in your ribs
Sliding on the face of my skeleton
There must be a reason why bombs are bursting in the air
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there

Diamonds crushing in your hand, diamond eyes rise up from sand
Living in the garden’s dirt with twilighted dogs guarding our steps
Little jewels around my neck bring the war out of the lake
I’m swimming in its rising mouth, water dripping from its teeth
Falling out of a speeding boat onto Tenth Reich Avenue
I’m just Mr. Jackson talking on the phone
There must be a reason why dogs are bursting in the air
While your chandaliers fall and crush my young body

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