[Verse 1]
I'm not the freckled maid
I'm not the fair-hair girl
I'm not a pan of milk for you to spoil

[Pre-Chorus]
Why are the wholesome things
The ones we make obscene?

[Chorus]
Latin words across my heart
Symbols of infinity
Elements so pure
Atomic number

[Verse 2]
I am the spark
Of this machine
Purring like the city bus

[Pre-Chorus]
Why are the wholesome things
The ones we make obscene?
Well if your mercy's lost
I have enough for us
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