Light The Sky
Quelle: Spotify
Don't ever say that I don't treat you
Without enough of astro-voodoo
I drained myself into your jet fuel tank
But it might as well have been a snowbank
Bent over a rusty barrel
Living in this broken vessel
The only chance I have is make it like it's special
Touch you like a pirate, try to make you tremble
Then you slap me with your tiny hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
And lights the sky
You're always living in a vacuum
Behave like I am just a costume
Take off for the constellations
Whichever suits your masturbation
In space I'm going to build a station
Beside the one that you vacation on
And when you look across you'll see me staring back and
You'll know that we're watching the same stars tonight
Then you slap me with your tiny hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
And lights the sky
Don't poke at my greedy eyes
But in my prison cell I fantasize about just floating sweetly
Down into the space
You call
Your own
And then you slap me with your shaman hands
And kiss me with your lips of sand
It blushes blood, into the bulb
In a photon flood
And lights the sky
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