I Mind

Show me your fears
I mind the troubles
As I fumble
Through your waves
It’s clear, it’s hazy
Roaring, you’re breaking
Disconnecting from the world
Disenchanting, your fairy tale is over
Crack a bone, and feel the pain
A lick will do
Right on the naval base
Frequency acquired
Currency entitled
Evenly so tender
We’re peaking
Tickling with our hands
Down, up
We’re working our bodies
Making a feast
Riding with the pace
Slowly it’s dissolving
Our hearts, burning
Into a melt down
Forcing, entering
I’m diluting your mind
With my sweet sweet tongue
So show me your hands
And I’ll give you a good long bite

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