fall all over me. 6 and 6 parsons and he doth proclaim that the best little bits of us misfits and strays make a light in the night that needs to be
created nothing and I'm wide awake, So can I tie my key to your electric kite? The rooster crowed twice and you can't sleep at night. There's too many
Lilac blowing through the warm summer air Hint of your perfume The smell of your hair Sun is setting and the crows all cry Electrical storm forming in
before the firewall Of dissonant choirs whose faith in one Was embraced in this wraith whose fate was hung Between forgiveness and the damage done An electric
composition to sawdust Time is breath; breath is life; life is light Light is no less than capital 'C' on the mic Beneath the mirage of night I'll attack
night might be born from the womb of the western world the assembly lines fall down. Shot! In the heart hands out stretched because of an electric dream
raps to keep the mind groomed Fine tuned, volley with the volume in my room And time soon consumes all and doom falls Like the darkness of night over
Physically rightous cobrs clutched qith tight fist Night of the living crisis, I know who Christ is Format your God's liscence with science mic chips Electric
on the cobblestones, alright! It's painted over a tried again, alright! Another night and I'm getting better instead of sick. The air is electric just