Detox from the intoxicating perfume. Play with air to make sound.
Wind, wind, wind, till she is fully charged
Feed it touch, feed it just with your bare body
Grow, grow, grow, like its about to explode
Save it by exsanguination,
Draw fluid to save from man, from near death
Experiencing, stiffness to the brain, you cannot move
Experiencing, your death and a second of heaven
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