Turn my lightbulbs into
two feet fortunes
liking each other
trust emotions
im my solitude
and mean
you can
be my world beat
over due
and understand I'm gate
so get that dial ready
and turn my dust
with that monorail rolling
both of us
and get me
out of jail
and life can feel
like its a living hell
so pour water
on my bed of nails
and be my availability
with your luxury suite
and learn all the moves
lomimg on me
crossing the street
high on all of these feelings
vibrant and crazy needs
Vibe in that heaven
kissing at the 7-Eleven
as were painting
this town
with glue of hands
into what we're doing hard
asking cupid
for our get out of jail card
with these
mystery stars
we keep 💯
lit up
©mrnothing
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