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Monsters you'll only see in your dreams.
You thought you fell in love but you only fell asleep.
I'm addicted to the feeling of feeling.
I rewind on experience and glue back the dead skin.
We were all fingered into existence.
I was happy I was lonely, lovely dirty tippy toes.
Round my bead into my head,
Like cupid but more like a ghost.
Oh I don't know.