Saturday, November 21, 2009

Dopamine queen
Caught dancing in the field
Pheremine green
My hope is in the wheel

Satellite lean shot
Sorry Imma spill
Pearly white screen
My hope is in the real

Cellophane brain
Like I know just what to say
Seventeen beauty queens
Curled up by the rain

Every shade of blue
Like I know just what’s the truth
Every way to you
Like I know just what to do

Halfway home telephone
Just numbers on a wheel
All alone monotone
Like I know just what to feel

Everything you do
Like I know just what’s the truth
Every part of you
Like I know just what to do

My hope is in the wheel
Like I know just what to do
My hope is in the real
Like I know just what to feel

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