now you see him, still drifting on satin surface;
just a sweater thread on a carpet, a contortionist.
yes, and you're a pedestal. wasn't it always this heavy?
now you hear the words he was trying so hard to say:

"well, i know you;
no, we know each other.
i know how tired you are
of the scent and the taste."

in time you will get yours, kitten.
in time you will get yours.

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    art rock, experimental rock, electropop, art pop, new wave, cyberfunk, alternative, calgary, canada
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