I am swimming surviving in memories colliding
A spark in the wind I am burning out brightly
Instigating insatiable insanity
Eat my heart alive (“Alive with the glory of…”)
Glory, glory! A harpy hallelujah I am coming
(I am coming for you)
A Saturday night dazzles the darkness
An aphrodisiac for Sunday morning
(Mourning the lie)
A grief that takes hold of the neck of the soul And I and I
(Good morning, lover)
I want more.
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