Third Alternative (clean version) Monster Magnet

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My hands up to the maker
My head's down in the bomb
I swim in bloated vision
And I kiss you on the phone
My heart beats so atomic
And I spill the sweat of drones
A mouth screams to a hundred
And my lips split all alone

Sometimes I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just goes on
Well I'll stuff myself in a pit of darkness
And I'll slam 'till I can't see home

Would you like to hope for Eden
That I keep a steady hand?
Do you want to milk the syrup
Of a thousand year old man?
Shall we fuck each other's babies-
Let momentum do its best?
Keep our shrieking little urges
In our burned out little heads
Well I sense a slight recoil
Was it something that I said?

Sometimes I think this pig will just explode
Sometimes I hope this torture just goes on
Well I'll stuff myself in a pit of darkness
And I'll slam 'till I can't see home
Dropping off the edge of nowhere
Everything I've ever known

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