The Rather Odd Myopic Woman

So we find ourselves underwater
A totem for good luck and a Chilling kiss

The walls are upside down but it's difficult to notice

Rhythmic tapping on your spine
Find the other half of you that seems to not comply

Dance and twist about, contort your body inside out

It's getting warmer
As we approach the sun
And the end of a generation
Don't call me a liar
I've already won
I hate myself, and you hate me, too

Slow dance with me in this levitating room
Spinning and shaking and wait who are you?
People come and go while the punch gets hot
Sugar settles to the bottom and we are who we're not
Diamonds on my neck, some kind of complex
Don't pay attention baby
Maybe I'll stay

Out of style
We're all hooked on broken hearts
Vampiric sex recession
Pirating contradictions



Credits
Writer(s): William Valdivia
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