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crash land in an obscene movie
and find yourself on an outstretched finger
a p/massive heart as a massive hole
you see faces that you did not know
it's exact their [little?] stinger's intact
they're designed [they decide?] to rule [rue?] the day [warmer days?]
their mouths are moving a million miles an hour
it's the only way, hey
you're seeing illusions [I've seen the legions?] in this house
the things we never talk about
so place your lips around the [his?] spout
and slowly blow yourself away
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