Song parody of
Hydraulic Lover
by GRDNS
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I've settled down with my light speed heart
But there's still figures in the mist
One is the mother
The other
The lover
Another
a figure that your mind creates
Trapped In the cage under tyrants eyes
Until her sisters set me lose
Set free the creature
That's dragging you deeper and deeper
To worlds where you were too afraid
Harlots in ambrosia
Don't take of your boots
The taste is not quite the euphoria
Or the treat
I've caught her scent dancing on the breeze
My only instincts to follow
I am the poacher
Not cosher
The cautious approacher
The fiend that you'll avoid too late
While on the Hunt in calmer tone
I am the jackal that dreams of
Symbolic others
That vary from
hydraulic lovers
No covers ever kept me warm
And the night is at its best when the hounds go into heat and prime apes charge n beat their chest
Don't lose your tickets for the gun show
All you harlots in ambrosia
Don't take off your boots
The taste is not quite the euphoria
Or the treat
I've settled down with my light speed heart
But there's still figures in the mist
One is the mother
The other
The lover
Another
a figure that your mind creates
Trapped In the cage under tyrants eyes
Until her sisters set me lose
Set free the creature
That's dragging you deeper and deeper
To worlds where you were too afraid
Harlots in ambrosia
Don't take of your boots
The taste is not quite the euphoria
Or the treat
I've caught her scent dancing on the breeze
My only instincts to follow
I am the poacher
Not cosher
The cautious approacher
The fiend that you'll avoid too late
While on the Hunt in calmer tone
I am the jackal that dreams of
Symbolic others
That vary from
hydraulic lovers
No covers ever kept me warm
And the night is at its best when the hounds go into heat and prime apes charge n beat their chest
Don't lose your tickets for the gun show
All you harlots in ambrosia
Don't take off your boots
The taste is not quite the euphoria
Or the treat
