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You were blind, a small defect

“Soon you’ll see”, some saviour said.

Let me know where you go

So that I can put you now in your shed.

Been wise, so wise

Bored now ‘cause face to face ?

One tongue, sweet tongue

To tie a perfect, a perfect lace.

When reasonable thoughts don’t have time,

Fantasies lie.

Still you’re deaf, yet can get:

The weird one who awaits will win.

Let them choose how to lose

So that you can laugh with your mouth open.

Scratch and rack your brains to suffer

Stroke and stop the fight with a pause

Put on innocence – your cover

For me and them and everybody to applause.

Unruly, and deadly, and no one can tame…

Been wise, so wise

Bored now ‘cause face to face ?

One tongue, sweet tongue

To tie a perfect, a perfect lace.

When reasonable thoughts don’t have time,

Fantasies lie…

And who’ll cry ?

We’ll scratch the itching sin

As long as it’s swaying within.

Unruly, and deadly, and untamed.