Bullitts Dominae

Give me a rest, this all confirms my paranoia I need some thoughts, just gather some thoughts and feelings God my brain distorts, pictures then rearranges Slowly surely new meanings will come as everythin arranges She gives them a test on all the times that I've made trouble Her friends she talks, just gathers her thoughts the meetings off She drains assorts, stricture and disarrangement Wholly surely new feelings will come as every thing arranges Bullitts dominæ feel the calm forever Bullitts dominæ she walks steady to the shore Bullitts dominæ. And as I ask them the same I feel insistent Everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal And as I ask them inside everlasting the inosphere's collided! Everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal She gives manifests and all the while impressed she follows And leaves unexpressed, just gathers the flaws but I'm weary From the same discourse, richer from the old strangers Slowly surely new meanings will come as everything arranges Bullitts dominæ, flare