mediate everyday activities, live, you'll always be my whore
child to my heart, raises every time the imposition of some form
mind and body, we must never be apart
shape our memory, for you i crash cards
the great danger we face, to pull your crooked teeth
emotions and empathy, you'll be perfect just like me
disembodied symbols flickering a lover in my bed
to sacrifice qualities that separate us, a god to my head
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