Shake me, Iґm waiting
In your new ark theyґre saying
Iґm the creature in your sick thing
Everybody sees a giant
When the bad moon in your heart sings
And your wind-up gears start grinding
Your teeth feel you smiling
A better, happier you
The better, happier you
When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like itґs easy
Like youґre all out and Iґm your man
Hit me, Iґm bleeding in your lounger, on your grooming
Itґs the future thatґs whoring
The better, happier you
A better, happier you
When you blow out like a dead star
It reminds me how uniform your beautiful is
We carry on like itґs easy
Like youґre all out
And Iґm your man
Baby Iґm your man


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