How you wanna tag my style when I am so superior?
How you wanna hate a thing when you are so inferior?
How you wanna mess how you wanna mess my spotless interior?
Let's just say you are not the destroyer
Let's just say

I've got my bright girl near me she's so much taller with a crisp endorsement from the C.C.A.A. Booty Patrol
She's so meta, references Stendhal, shares my strange urge to smash a window in every house on our block

Delinquent days are here again

How you wanna tag my style when I am so superior?
How you wanna hate a thing when you are so inferior?
How you wanna mess how you wanna mess my spotless interior?
Let's just say you are not the destroyer
you are not the destroyer
Let's just say

I've got my georgie fruit on
he's my dark mutation for my demented past time
giving replicators somewhere to go
but we're authentic you can test my talons
against your cursive body
but the controller spheres has disappeared and it hurts

Delinquent days are here again
(It's like to disappear for ever but I'm not afraid)

There's two gods for every one,
one, two gods for the beasts
an hour dead
deflects our eggs on latitude 01 degree
I trusted you
No don't explain

Moving in clipped tempos making sad dreams of the flags appearing
crazy how the symbolism works,
don't look at them

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