The world is shifting gears, the dream is beginning, somewhere deep down inside of me, I know how to speak French, so hairy and wet, hon, hon, baguette, I feel it shifting, the world turning, the faerie peaking out of the corner, catch me, catch me, someone take my pulse, my heart is beating too fast, oh sweet nurse, you have such a lovely ass, like a little peach, the heavens above escape me, they slowly let go, let me fall into hell, ice cold, winter’s embrace, see you next year, he says, make some better mistakes, really get your dick wet, digging, digging, daddy, right there, I’m cumming, oh sweet honey, so thick and syrupy, it makes me think of chocolate, holy water, Alice, crying all over my face, no, don’t reach for my knob, oh, look what you did, now you’ll have to clean it up, sweet dreams are made of this, let it snow, let it snow, let it, and it blew up, Mount Vesuvius, the poet died, Maitreya fled, damn dude, are you still on a mountain, just a virgin, who needs to get his dick wet, set yourself on fire, let the dream take hold, feel the heat, feel the burn, the night welcomes us all, in the new year, the sun will greet us, ask us how it was, exclaim how ugly we look, I’ll hide away, in the shadows, dreaming of a more welcoming place, your mom’s panties, keep going, your daughter, a tight shirt, short skirt, okay, no need to tempt me, I already came, dreaming of fame, a song, a panther, you want to be a mermaid, that’s super lame, the old world calls, this place fattened you up, you clearly don’t remember, the game, all those lessons, raised, rising to this step, oh think of the children, the river flows, and in heaven, its still cool to be queer, if the patriarchy was a person, he would be a little bitch, satisfy me, satisfy me, bitch, work a little, starve for eternity, always fucking crying, I’m a man, I’m a man, little soldier, show me, go to Afghanistan, the heavens showing you what’s ahead, Israel or Gaza, Ukraine or Russia, the cookie crumbled, my place is here, waiting for judgement, choices, choices, I’m not an architect, but damn, your mom is such a hot bitch, what a lovely flag, red, just like my blood.

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