Vicky Cryer - The Synthetic Love of Emotional Engineering - 2013
I just noise to your (finally) pierced hands And just the other thing that wants (broach it to tears) You wanted me to love you, now you got that, (oh it's so bore) Want me to adore you, now you got that, but you never wanted more
I can talk to you like other girls, the one I only want to bake I think of you (night and more than that), only makes you hit the (break) Only makes you flake, (thriving away) like a blind snake Floating afloat like crowns of cake, for the taste I used
Well I move, yeah I move, cos (I'll no moved) anymore Yeah you push, and I pull to () pieces on the floor Yeah I move, I move on, well (I'll no moved) anymore Cos you won't know what love is, until you've touched to be
When you got your (clouds) on me, just dirty finger nails That's what you wanted isn't it? My (aim just removes me, but in it just ain't isn't it)? You're under paralyze, I know that's what (meant you high) It's just a state of mind, but maybe I should have lied and told you I didn't care
I won't be your (tiny) present for you to unwrap I don't come with a gift for see for you, just to give me back And (the true torn behind a flagging) phase, (and a true) touch behind your full haze No I won't be the (well it comes time), watch you want to (stave)
Well I move, yeah I move, cos (I'll no moved) anymore Yeah you push, and I pull to () pieces on the floor Yeah I move, I move on, well (I'll no moved) anymore Cos you won't know what love is, until you've touched to be