Lyrics:
a diptych I have precognition for the post-apocalyptic Give me superpowers to decrypt it I’m talking in circles because my thoughts are elliptic In a heart
You won't believe how Louise plays the tambourine Like a painter's palette Split in half like a diptych It's the colors she uses So pretty
the things I can touch, taste and feel The things I know I won't regret Are the things that help me to forget Nothing is real Marilyn, a diptych Taylor, Elvis
hitting I panic and dip trip up my diptych Tuck the tip if I shoot I hit told him to watch his shit Noise blowing up my ears Like I bought surround sound
of painting two bitches faces like a diptych No longer on the deep end No longer are my wrists slit No longer am I sleeping I'm hoping that this it I'm sitting
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