Cut my hair with a kitchen knife,
he was a blindfolded visionary.
Everything and nothing was going on
in his precious head, overfed on ;

Chemicals and conversation
A speeding train without a station
Crashed at my event-horizon
Feeling for the switch
to turn his eyes on.

And in the news,
they have to say
he is a blinfolded visionary.

I scrape the clouds of rouge from his face
and he's white as noise.

Chemicals and conversation
A speeding train without a station
Crashed at my event-horizon
Feeling for the switch
to turn his eyes on.

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