it came to me like a voice from above or like a message in praise of platonic love and if you stand in the booth then you don t have to sit with a stranger a perfumed gust drifts to my core i give you one last look through a cross hatched door but i m a messed up baby like the berlin wall tonight it came to me like a voice from above or like a message in praise of platonic love but i m a messed up baby like the berlin wall tonight you feel the rape in the city of bugs fill the hole with glass vessels burst after love but don t go too long without letting them know that you re there a perfumed gust drifts to my core i give it one last look it was a cross hatched door but i m a messed up baby i m the berlin wall tonight you came into reach like the serpent and peach came to me in the dream that contractions set free but it s never too late to admit to me that you re worried never a choice don t remember your voice i was born out of glass i ll return there at last in a shattering climax the wall falls it came to me like a voice from above or like a message in praise of platonic love and if you stand in the booth then you don t have to sit with a stranger you feel the rape in the city of bugs so fill the hole with glass vessels burst after love but don t go too long without letting them know that you re there never a choice don t remember your voice i was born out of glass i ll return there at last in a shattering climax for left out children to carry a world without sin is a laughable thing so go out on a limb take a stone for a swim in a shattering climax the wall falls