give me a rest, this all confirms my paranoia
i need some thoughts, just gather some thoughts & feelings
god my brain distorts, pictures then rearranges
slowly surely new meanings will come as everythin arranges
she gives them a test on all the times that i've made trouble
her friends she talks, just gathers her thoughts the meetings off
she drains assorts, stricture & disarrangement
wholly surely new feelings will come as every thing arranges
bullitts dominae feel the calm forever
bullitts dominae she walks steady to the shore
bullitts dominae
and as i ask them the same i feel insistent
everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal
and as i ask them inside everlasting the inosphere's collided!
everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal
she gives manifests & all the while impressed she follows
& leaves unexpressed, just gathers the flaws but i'm weary
from the same discourse, richer from the old strangers
slowly surely new meanings will come as everything arranges
bullitts dominae flare
