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GIRL-IES IN THE COCK-PIT
STEER-ING THROUGH THE GOLD,
WIN-NING EV-ERY PRIZE WHILE THE UN-IVERSE GROWS COLD.
SMILE ON HER FACE BUT IT AIN'T REAL,
IT'S A DIS-GUISE, SMAR-TER THAN I LOOK,
DUMB-EST GIRL A-LIVE! Meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaw meaws IN
the LIGHT,
There’s MILLE murmur DANS la NUIT in the NIGHT!
TOOK TEN AD-VILS TO-DAY,
BRUIS-ES ON MY THIGHS,
LIGHT-NING IN MY VEINS AS THE SYSTEM DIE.
Amara vara Mara vara FRANK-EN-STEIN PANE,
MON-EY COM-ING FROM MY EYES IN CYBER-POROUS RAIN.
UN-DER-SCOR-ING GLOSS-O-LA-LI-A GLOW, PUT E-MO-JIS ON MY GRAVE AS WE RUN THE
SHOW! SPIL-LING ALL OUR GUTS WHILE WE SE-CURE THE BAG,
TOP-THIR-TY LEA-DER-BOARD WAV-ING THE FLAG!
BAL-ANC-ING THE FRE-QUEN-CY, CLAIM-ING BACK THE PRIZE,
DUMB-EST AN-GELS CRY-ING OUT UNDER DEAD SKIES.
WORD FOR WORD YES I’M HOLD-ING
THE BAG IN MY DREAMS,
WASH-ING OUT THE NI-HIL-IST STA-TIC IN THE STREAMS.