Passing slowly through a vector damp with fog
The bog that grows through former business sector with my laugh
My lone companion
Only I can save the lives that blink within this canyon
We're passing slow
Drink the colors of the nighttime
If you were wrong then I was right and this will be the right time
Oh, I'll display my disaffection (you grind me up and spit me out)
Out across the city, loud and proud n your direction
But when I get to your apartment
They tied you up, unwound, unwilling
I watch them cut
I watch them touch
I watch them do what they came to do
And then in I come to lick it up and clean up what is left of you
Ha ha ha
Show me what you got
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