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I don’t know shit about stars and to my knowledge

They are nothing but holes in a big black bubble

So you and i who can’t get out

Can at least get some air to breathe

I don’t know shit about you and to my knowledge

You are nothing but a hole in my big bubble

So i, myself, who can’t get out

Can at least get some air to breathe

I’m gonna tell you that i love you

Sunday morning on a numbers station

In code written all over our faces

In lemon juice on cigarette papers

In carefully arranged flickers in between phosphenes

In murmurations, in coffee stains

We never have enough arms, never have enough time

I got a serious problem with imagination

It’s been fucking with my mind

It’s been keeping me up at night

Wondering where the tremors went, following the fireflies

On my bicycle around the bend

Into the pit and up again

I want to open you up and crawl into your skin

I am 90% sampling machine and 5% mirrors

And all the remaining parts are mostly xeroxed

You’re 80% brass section, 10% tornado

The rest is an array of things i am sort of afraid of

I am running a pseudocide hotline out of my basement

I’m good at explaining what we’re good at pretending

You’re awfully quiet for someone with such loud eyes

I am asking the cards for advice, i am trying on sadness for size

It’s all turmoil and wonder

It’s all pseudo silence

It’s all turmoil and wonder

It’s all pseudo silence

We never have enough arms

We never have enough time

I got a serious problem with imagination

It’s been fucking with my mind

It’s been keeping me up at night

Wondering where the tremors went, following the fireflies

On my bicycle around the bend

Into the pit and up again

I want to open you up and crawl into your skin

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