I don't
mean to bother you, but
you're a bother
when you wrap your legs around my soul.
Karma, oh.
You are
dripping wet with infinity.
Oh I guess that's okay with me.
But I ask you,
"which was first?"
Zero, oh.
I don't
wish to live again.
I only want to shed my skin.
How I need to wake the eye.
To wake the eye.