i m the seed of a gun elevator to the sun are you cold are you cold you will need a typhoon on the surface of the moon weren t you told weren t you told secrets between robotic schemes giving me nightmares in my sleep what do they mean these psychotic dreams why are they killing all my sheep secret machines inside the seams draining the marrow from my bones i think that i see they re not unlike me they re just afraid of being alone i m in need of your stun or my head might come undone fall off whole fall off whole at full speed at full speed i am begging on my knees for your hold for your hold
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