Abstract lyrics and dreamy, swirling pianos and strings over a languid drum track.
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Candles floating in the noon-time sunbath
Trace the cover of a weathered book
Purifying every touch, every kiss, every
Moment that we share with Purell
Large breasts, small heart, small mind
Their canvases all turn to dust
Under speculation, tied to a chair
as Unisom brings the end of the day
Don't tell me lies, don't take my time
Grape sodas, starbucks and the nectar of the gods
Collide within my stomach
Parcels come and parcels go straight to the warehouse
And arrive at my door
Taped up and secure
Underestimate the world, please, pretty please
Don't dream for fear of the undertow
Relief can come in only two flavours
Your choice of Cherry or Sublime
Can't live a day without the questions
Bright green plastics help to filter out the sun
A comic interference comes in five varieties
Jewel-encrusted eyes can't see
Don't tell me lies, don't take my time
Grape sodas, starbucks and the nectar of the gods
Collide within my stomach
Parcels come and parcels go straight to the warehouse
And arrive at my door
Taped up and secure
And we are nothing but the sun
The world because of this conspires to make amends
They don't believe their own ears
Correct in their presumption
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