cud - esp lyrics
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those numbers never rang true,
with me, i put it down,
to the gift of telepathy,
kinda feels like information ferocity,
my mind is a hive to hypocrisy,
kind feels like esp.
turn a page in the book of my company,
sinking feeling kitchen anatomy,
sneaking around with my visual capacity,
a bathroom drama looming ahead of me.
feeling round – pulling down,
hearing sound, never giving ground,
like a raven hound, never duty bound,
you’d be in darkness found,
and i’d be in pleasure wound.
don’t tell me darling,
what you want from me,
surprises supplied by esp.
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