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• Artiste: Orbs
• Titre: Dreamland II
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I walked in to find both my mother and father engaged Just gleaming and frozen in sweat soaked post coital embrace On the T.V., a man with a prosthetic face Oh, how I did cry; I feared that my features may too one day cave This fusing of plastic to to flesh I could not understand The fusing of mother to father now stuck in my head... These images stuck in my now head forever Like a record that skips through my sex life; Offensive, pretentious, an all around drag I'm not a sex driven entity but you can warm your feelers inside me Who are you, and why don't you knock before you come in? What are you, the dark toothy grin at the edge of my bed? Yes, I sleep with the lights on fully clothed with a knife by my side I toss and I turn for theres creepers that lurk and they're waiting outside I just accept them, for this is the life I was handed But I'm not the one that you want I'm simple and rotted within I should have never opened my eyes... I'm not a sex driven entity but you can warm your feelers inside me