(D. Wyndorf)
Wake up, baby, cuz I'm coming to you from the future
Now don't be surprised when I'm sitting at the foot of your bed
I bring you a life you could never see in the daytime
Planting the seed of my perfume in your head
Well, I've wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever
And I've paid all the god damned dues that I wanna pay
Never let them hear you beg, never let them know
Your pillow nest of a dripping god is a place you go alone
Late at night I hear you cry
You're taste for dirt just makes me smile
My purple tablet turns to goo
Have I got something warm for you
Well, I've wasted enough of my time on the edge of forever
And I've paid all the god damned dues that I wanna pay
If I can't flip into the 13th house of your twilight baby, yeah
I'll plant a bomb in the temple of your dreams
Wake up, baby, cuz I'm coming to you from the future
Now don't be surprised when I'm floating above your bed
I bring you a god you could never love in the daytime
Nailing your feet on my perfume in your head
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