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I can’t deal with your face tonight
Hey what is the name of the demon
That cursed me to look like this
With the eyes and the mouth
And the halo and the numbers
I gotta know, I need a name
Gotta run before the flood
Dance to the drum
It feels like a mess now
Well let’s delete some
But let’s believe some
Not everything is bleak
Bullet trains and moon rocks
It’s summer now Shape shifting
That’s a wave that would mess you up