staring off into outer space
stumbling creating my entity
one that is
you've heard it all before
you're locking up
your door
from distant to
I feel as nervous as a Christian scientist
One with a
I'm talking to a spaceship
I'm planning out an acid trip
while
i want to slice my life into a thousand pieces
i
she wants to be in magazines and be beautiful for
Look at me, I'm on the tele - v
How could
maybe I should have more patience
a paradox posing as a
Open letter to the editor... here it comes...I'm sick and
I don't want to die'til i'm twenty-sixLive in my houseWay
Archive this time inside your headFor when you're feeling deadAnd
Welcome to the revolution, the new rock revolutionI am right,
I want to slice my life into a thousand piecesI
Maybe you'll jump intoMy ship and blast awayOver the blueish
Oh please cutieWon't you come and meet meUnderneath the elm
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