Muting Last Christmas
Doing pollutants, getting mutated, blasting Liszt
This is it, doing sixty six on the A6 just for symmetry
Magick in the little moments
Glyphs on the macadam when I’m doing donuts
I’m not wearing lifts it’s just that I’m not done growing up
Moment to myself, came around to the idea of no more showing up
Except for myself; I was gonna back myself until cheddar or a cell.
Beller, that’s a cell, to a seller wanting to sell
Been there and back, from Hell, no Johnny Depp
Did a spell now I’m casting spells, Jesus Wept
Spraying D&G just to mask the smells
Dust everywhere so swept before I left.
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