Fractured Beauty
I'm in love with your ...
I'm in love with your ...
A lost soul for me to redeem. A blank stare that will
gleam with happiness. A pallor I can bring some color
to. An allure we neither can resist.
I'm in love with your fractured beauty.
A lost soul for me to redeem. A blank stare that will
gleam with happiness. A pallor I can bring some color
to. An allure we neither can resist.
I'm in love with your fractured beauty.
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Electricity
Something's happening somewhere in
the background. I've only seen a glimpse. I thought
I understood the world. I have been proven wrong.
There's
something bigger going on. There's something bigger
going on. I can't see it, but I can sure feel
it — electricity.
Under
this façade, a current races through
me. A flicker and a hum. A storm is pulsing through
the lines. I feel alive again.
There's
something bigger going on. There's something bigger
going on. I can't see it, but I can sure feel
it — electricity.
There are connections that I've only just begun to
understand. A current passes through it all. There
is a place between lucidity and dream where all the
chaos finds order after all.
There's something bigger going on. There's something
deeper going on.
There's
something bigger going on. There's something bigger
going on. I can't see it, but I can sure feel
it — electricity.
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Peeling Paint
Please excuse me while I suspend reality
and throw away all logic and surround myself with barriers.
I can't be exposed to all these elements that erode
my personality and eat my face away.
I ring the bell and caution all the others. Someone's
trying to break into the house. Gather your belongings
and start running. The paint is peeling off the walls.
The paint is peeling off the walls.
Please admit me to offer my advice on the state of
your appearance if you want to get ahead. And don't
be left behind or fall into disrepair. Put on your
game face because someone could be watching.
I ring the bell and caution all the others. Someone's
trying to break into the house. Gather your belongings
and start running. The paint is peeling off the walls.
The paint is peeling off the walls.
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The Numbers
I see the numbers everywhere I look,
not trying to look for anything at all. I see the fractions
adding up to something whole. The puzzle pieces form
a picture.
I'm trying to add it up. I'm trying to add it up.
I
watch the lines run parallel to one another — the
correspondences and counterparts. I feel the heartbeats
in my chest accelerate. The complexities multiply.
I'm trying to make the link. I'm trying to make the
link.
I dream of integers spiraling. The shapes and rhythms
pulsate in my head. I know that none of this is random.
I want to isolate infinity.
I'm losing consciousness. I'm losing consciousness.
I'm losing consciousness. I'm losing consciousness.
I'm trying to breathe again. I'm trying to breathe
again. I'm trying to breathe again. I'm trying to breathe
again.
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