Oh darling of the desert
in which my god was born
with all your little fantasies
all dancing toe to toe
out your mouth into my ear
roll gently all the things you fear
Stuttered phrase and simple thoughts
A melody i used to plot
I know enough to see that anything id ever be would simply lead me back to my floor and knees
There are poems in the the scriptures of your curves
They twist and tie into an eight to symbolize my first estate
And now the rhythms shifted cause the drummer tripped i dread the submission that the comedown brings
Stuttered phrase and simple thoughts
A melody i used to plot
I know enough to see that anything id ever be would simply lead me back to my floor and knees
There are poems in the the scriptures of your curves
They twist and tie into an eight to symbolize my first estate
And now the rhythms shifted cause the drummer tripped i dread the submission that the comedown brings
( Vernox )
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