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Milo - Young Jesus
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Milo - Young Jesus
He sees your daughter in a sundress
Eating oranges alone
He feels the love of a father
A love his brother ignored
But he is fumbling with a bottle
Cause it makes sense just to hold
But don't you worry while he's using
It just helps everything slow

The robotics of a system
Built of neurons and bile
Regurgitate a type of matter
A sort of natural dye
He paints his face and feels a brightness
Glowing brighter inside
The cave he built out of the thorax
Of the organist's hide

Milo's chewing on a plant
That he bought ages ago
It tastes something like aloe vera
But it closes his throat
And when he's done becomes a prophet
Sings the world as its shown
But he is not the first to sing
The overwhelming unknown
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