We were young Gods lixeen
the greatest ever machines
right by living
high sex psy ches
We're train wreck summers
and vogue covers
Filled with the season
and what a season it is
You were paradise
but lost my eyes
the day she met my
castle queens
I care to regret
any crimes I get
accused for
When I love
We were young and old
She's an angel I'm told
When we fucked
I saw her fly
Yes the spots in the room
Oh the cupboard and the broom
The kitchen and stairs
We've been everywhere
Sitting
and Nibbling
capturing
our Godly selves
On the kingdom shelves
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