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Russian dancefloor 
Suspended in the Iris 
You're scanning me well too bad for us 
I love a wholesome dream 
As much as I love to be touched 
Still glad

your machinery hums

And I'm tired of the evenings I spend
Making small talk with your new robot friends
And their stupid insistence on scanning my iris

of the litter i'm lit by myself
Was lit by the fire ignited inside of the iris of my family members
When they'd reminisce
A hug and a kiss, back when cassette's

beam on the sig like I’m scanning for barcodes
Putting bullet holes through his car door
Wipe the snub nose like it caught colds 
It’s only so much you