At the edge of thought. Just beyond recall. Particles of meaning, waves of thought,
blurred at the edge of thought. Just beyond recall. Particles of meaning, waves of thought,
blurred at the edge of thought. Just beyond recall. Particles of meaning, waves of thought,
blurred into subcultural nations of inflation domination split into atomical space stations of relevations.
I glow like a worm that burns your heat seaking sperm lyrically you learn of my inner Saturn
with rings that bring laser death of winter and spring and sing operatic booty wings and futuristic sony things.
Watch prices inflate I create new rhymes while diggin' in your crate and then I masturbate flares in voodoo underwear.
Oh I caught you off-gaurd with my newly done hair.