The cup scouts are screaming, Leading ice creaming, and all the pleasures of June
I'm in a park car, flowers seem friendly, and people always feel wrongs
Now it is night time, maybe we're cruising, avoiding the entity cruise
Oh, I don't really know where we are, if things get real, promise to take me somewhere else
By the time fear takes me over, will we still be rolling, and failing oblivion
Once in a while now, the lion they laughter can burn through the hole in my ears
Like a man with glasses, catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a king
A heart perill fragment is distorting the stagnance of all my G-fear
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