your name was #3
the resistance we built out of you
prince without nets
princess without *******
in the new age of you
we shield and shed lies
compared to our betrayal
our cowardice in light of your beauty
great liberty, take me as your killing floor
allow the disco to blaze upon your bronzing
be little in your speech, yes
coy in my hand
withered dilitanting and teasing ending
miss your strategy and station
fly with my wings back home to france