I could be a serpent and whisper the sweetest lies to your ear
But instead I chose telling the truth even if it hurts
(I can’t get enough of you)
There might be something wrong with your **** robot

We smelt different things in the same air
Six hundred and sixty-six watts
(I wish you are the only one who can charge me)
Do you still want your deranged **** robot

I could be inflatable with your blow, bear
I know too well that I get on your ****
(1,2,3,4,5,6)
How come you never feel tired to play piggyback with your **** robot

Join me in this heavy rain, there
Shame on me for having human heart and can never hide my heat
(Will you come with me in a room without mirrors)
You just have to bear it like other many flaws of your **** robot

Maybe a robot doesn’t need a **** address with a voice that is higher
You should follow me to the pit
(Then push me up in every stage)
I want to be able to sing to my guitar and declare that I am your **** robot

All the grotesque grottos sing
From the South to East of salt salt sea
I am a Hawk with my own soul see
Spatial Hawker Janitor Tamer thither me
Dawning bell glitching summon dample fy
Pro tuning aging murky compunctious twittering
Accursed blues strobing my army my mae ***** and
Set them free
Rodent Civet made Echo solidly

Please don’t be allergic to this song
But your interruption of sound is the only thing I own

Every master piece I quote
All stars’ greatest tone
Won’t be worthwhile if I can’t make you a home
Kiss your velvety skin every dawn

Fly to me may wings grow on you my little goat
The only way to stop me pine for you my little goat
Sing to me when war machine is dying my little goat
The only way to stop me cry for you is to love this world

I am a boy named Tony
My girlfriend's name is Beaty
She doesn't allow me to sing
She think my guitar playing has no feeling
I just want to write her love melody
If the world is not so ruined
My Beaty is a bit undereducated
I blame for her childhood and family
I will show her all the words with love and meaning
Until she become my favourite poet

Why the Hell I have to be sadly horribly lonely sung a song not about you unaccompanied my **** metal baby ****? When we both can not be amused by eternal wisdom crystallization of every minimum substance's emotion break? I became my own wisperer, who shall never be anyone else's tool of *** and God.

I am going to open up before one's eyes the juke box of my love, by singing my false blues to all the inflatable dolls wah wah. Hit it honey play the rest of behalf, me!  6 notes rapidly with every snore piece let me be your eccentric fantasy. Come on keep pretending that you're just a poverty of thought. You ain’t gonna fool me my white cocoa weld me and wolf in the dark.

After you crush and partook my humours
A feeling station has built for doomers
Named it after your dead corse cuticular
Opposite to their black church for stumer
Where Inferno requiem strum for whoever
All about our transgressions watched by zoomer

Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth
Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth
Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth

You play sympathy for the devil
So I am flibbertigibbet as usual
Whose birth was foretold
Who own merfolks griffon
Wherefore good well has burnt the evil
I want you best mine own old-old

Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth
Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth
Nay alas thee sayeth, Nay alas thee sayeth

Mine own joybringer moon ambler
Mine own figure is thy company per purr
Thee madeth me a humour addeth loveth abler
Saveth thy ardor banter to me thy emotion banker
Beest mine own forever pricketh spur

I want our loneliness be tie up
I want to blind your meaningless with my love

I want to spread my sense on your skin
I want to inhale your breath with feelings

I want to rope you on my possessed words
I want to **** your melody with soap box bold

I want to tape you moaning
I want to film you trembling

I want to put spell all over your body
I want to fable up your bloodiest

Iron man with his chessmen
Reinvent heretics for God's sake
Rational excuse aforesaid

Iron man with his chessmen
Wild flowers dancing to salute them
Drinking the blood after the game

Let me cherish thee this time
Never bartered you with victorious rime
Let me consecrate individuals with my light
You are your own conducting mind

Your heart is living in my pulse
Like the chronicler beneath
The thousands of whirligig

Rocky pony necks me
As how the God of time piece
Treasured a tear of grass

To the end of the entire questing
By the way the wondering

It's glorious of love
She got absolutely feeling
She is absolutely insane

It's glorious of love
He got blasphemy her body
He is abusing his crazy

It's glorious of love
She has no memories
Apart from his too late to off setting

It's glorious of love
He has no case to worry
Apart from the crash of her trembling

It's glorious of love
To the end of the entire questing
By the way the wondering

It's glorious of love

Kissing over you in my words

Tuning a line by stringing your hair

Kissing you with my lines

Punching and doting my shyness in your skin

Kissing you in with my sighs

Breathing out all your dumbness
And letting it digest us

If they need our kiss code

I want to type your hair into a machine

So you will ask me to teach you to read

I want to record your pupil into a diary

So you will answer my question
While you dance with me

I want to scoop your smile into my face

So you will remember me and run with our forever

If they need our kiss code

Reclusive turtle soloing about its ribcage for one bestie' tendency.

After spent the night in its master's clink full of candelabra with Earthlings, the turtle doesn't want to go to thine torturous awry cotillion where everyone is fumbling for the right words.

It is happier to mate with the bestie while all the misnomers vibrating as if they would penetrate into the soul lucidly. Seeking gratification by every frottage and endless non-penetrative ***, whispering straightforward colloquial language became a morbid fascination.

Beastie frighten and enthralled the turtle with Sigillum Dei like riffs from decades of its polytheistic worship, machinations and machinations of coercive persuasions unlike crowdy psychopathies who pay no heed to propaganda and their mutual ******* provoked by **** star personality taxonomy and *** toy fabrication.

Turtle caused beastie a impairment of memory because of its anonymity and disruption of beliefs.

Falling in love with you like seeing someone else dresses in my skin. What I want to do to you is systematically indoctrinate you through torture techniques.

In the dark ferry
Sleep party people playing
I'm not human at all they sing
Under blue moonlight you are shiny

****** merry caffeinated
Fed me your gadget addict
Weaned me off absconding
Baffling babbling banging banqueting

Monday morning
Playing my guitar
With my vanity

I run myself a bath
For crossing the evening
To be with my royalty

I worship my feeling
By the glorifying me
Thanks for the to be or
Not to be

So I quaff my lover
As his Piteous Law
Of Bottomless Pit

Drawing a fresco
About the way a King
Blaspheming God
By his swearing *****

'Empty coffin is rarer to you.
Shallow barks, silent paws.
You shape me into your dream.
I return you a loonybin instead.'

'I love your carcass too.'

If one day individual stop fighting for believing
Sign and stamp for the touchstone
Sing with fountain and spring the mountain
Flew all time by electronic fire
No boundary cause nobody ever cage a thought
Will you come with me in front of all those mirrors
That made from all kind look elements
The one I love we are now a shy **** dye
What a tinge on our purple diamond
A hypothetical planet named Clark