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Would that you could touch this angel in a clutch of snakes Oh pretty, pretty, I'm aflame So excited, so unslept Somewhat littered, so unswept You have to sleep before you wake I am spilled and poured I am peeled and cored I am hanging from the floor Flicker like a freak through a sleepless week In a black cell of forever There's a point to this A point I think I often miss Oh clever, clever, where's your heart? You can turn a phrase until it reads a million ways It makes no sense but it's as good as it is sad I am sad, elated I am segregated There's this stitching and it's itching All my friends are dead Asleep in distant beds At least these enemies stay close Take me to the pretty ones I want to be a pretty one Sign me to a nice girl so she can ruin me eternally They offered me a million bucks All I want's a steady fuck Oh steady, steady, where are you? Channer surf a sea of static See the prize but you can't have it There's something thankless in a wish fulfilled I am thrilled and bored I am unskilled, adored All of both and none of one I would kill for more I haven't killed before I could set this heart on stun Take me to the pretty ones I want to be original Sign me to a nice girl so I can sing her something meaningful In my perfect world I'd be signed to a nice girl It would cost one million kisses