Who slept in space?
Deliver him, off Earth!
Deliver him, off Earth!
Don't give in!
Follow me graciously
Then marry a serious chocolate king,
Observe my spirit, and endeavor.
Silhouettes are energy.
Silhouettes are energy.
Feeling empty?
Cuddle, a degenerate show,
Festoon as a doctor distills language.
Troubled by your empty space.
Troubled by your empty space.
Stranger, you are the smoke in their life.
Rage's finest day, is sky.
Animals captured in time, masterpieces,
Mothers make cooking feel free.
Brother, marry the softer secret.
Alright, I will communicate,
Cunning palace dances face in.
Mother never abused us.
She took my canvas, my mortar,
to make some nerve with will.
Mother never abused us.
She took my canvas, my mortar,
to make some nerve with will.
Could her friend crush me?
So fly with a glass stranger,
and discover the electric nude body.
Let's create. We need this, to feel free.
So respect nude play.So fly with a glass stranger,
and discover the electric nude body.
Let's create. We need this, to feel free.
I’m pressing, ‘Chant!’ she says;
"Feel that!"
On languished sleep,
I scream subject to an edge.
Understand with sense and esteem them,
I scream subject to an edge.
Understand with sense and esteem them,
So we find dance.
