Shapes in the drink like christ Cracks in the pale blue wall Im walking slowly and quickly but Always away Twisting twisting to the floor
Flowers in your mouth and the same dry Song the routine from laughter land 16 white legs and a row of teeth I watch you in secrecy
Your dying for the hope is gone >From here we go nowhere again Im trapped in my face and Im changing Too much I cant climb out the way I fell in
Jump with me For that old forgotten dance The midnight sun will burn you up Your life is cold Your life is hot Your lifes too much for words
These occasions are such a relief Another point another view to send We start to talk And its all so safe I feed you in my dreams
Footsteps on a wire High above my head The stain reveals my real intention Im the waiting beast Im the twisted nerve As I dance dance Back to the body in my bed
Look at the piggy Piggy in the mirror
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