Shipwreck
I came across the Devil,, he wore a crooked Crown Good thing I'm stronger now Clouded eyes upon perverted skies Two bodies tangled in seductive lies I close my ears to your commercial mediocracy So I don't vomit un-stoppedly A shipwreck in the night philosophy like a ballerina, I tiptoe quietly you wish you keep up No stoppn me
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