Motions at the things, Motions at the window
Stars sinking in ink, Earning the midnight oil Mr. bateman
Motions with fingers

Sadness is yours
Sadness is mine
Nothing comes
I send

Fee needs a hug from a hurried soldier
Nope, nope, nope just seeing if roller coasting
with the deal of salsa

Or is it mamba

And I am no whore
And penetrate the demons
Feel the semen
Keep the smut out !
Shout! Shout! Out! Out! Out!

Never want to see you again
Don't hang up
The sadness is yours!
The sadness is mine!
The antipsychotics pills mixing with the braincells!
Time will tell!!!

Don't you Ever, ever, ever
Never, never, never
Not ignore me again... please ignore me again