Ciscandra Nostalghia - Homeostasis | Текст песни

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[Verse 1]
A tiny moth
Wrapped in lungs
Got my armor
And I got my gun
I told you not to call me hun

She floats so soft
Inside his web
My spider lover
His useless head
I told you not to touch my bed

[Chorus]
I’m changing, I’m spinning
Uh, morphogenic
I’m webbing I’m morphing
Uh, morphogenic
I’m hungry, I’m thirsty
Uh, morphogenic
I’m tired, I’m wasting
Uh, morphogenic

[Verse 2]
I stumble from
This empty room
You blow my brains
I’ll blow my cool
You know I can’t play by the rules

I feel so cold
The sweetest stare
My wool filled eyes
Your hollow care
A tiny game of truth or dare

[Chorus]

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