Alive
with a white fire
with the angel's sword
with cliches
and cheesiness
you're running through silicon valley
with your wide blue eyes tearing people to pieces
and putting them back together
drink them like your ocean
You acrobat, Death's jaw has dropped to the floor
soon in your millionaire car
and your diamond fingers on the wheel
you can take on the emptiness of this all
and make it shine
Apr 7, 2011
Apr 7, 2011 at 7:55 AM UTC
Alive
with a white fire
with the angel's sword
with cliches
and cheesiness
you're running through silicon valley
with your wide blue eyes tearing people to pieces
and putting them back together
drink them like your ocean
You acrobat, Death's jaw has dropped to the floor
soon in your millionaire car
and your diamond fingers on the wheel
you can take on the emptiness of this all
and make it shine
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