Father I killed my monkey I let it out to taste the sweet of spring wonder if I will wander out test my tether to see if I'm still free from you
steady as it comes right down to you I've said it all so maybe we're a Bliss of another kind
lately, I'm in to circuitry what it means to be made of you but not enough of you and I wonder if you can bilocate is that what I taste your supernova juice you know it's true I'm a part of you
steady as it comes right down to you I've said it all so maybe you're a 4 horse engine with a power drive a hot kachina who want into mine take with your terracide we're a Bliss of another kind
