There she goes
As white as snow
Off into the forest
Where the allies glow?
And love will sway
In starry space
Try to think of nothing
Or you'll leave some kind of trace
She's got a telepathic aftertaste
She is a rabbit, but she's got your face
She used to fallen from an apple tree
And that terrifies me
When she sings
A song of spring
Lightning in the heavens
Is a trumpet hearkening around
My room I pace
Singing this song
Into a stolen lipstick case
She's got a telepathic aftertaste
She is your sister, but she's got your face
And dirty fingers crawling from the grave
And I'm 'bout to be sick
And I'm 'bout to be sick
Valleys flood
With flower blood
Covering the creatures
Of the forest up with mud
I swear
Believe this place
Never to return
Or ever think about this face
She's got a telepathic aftertaste
She is your sister, but she's got your face
I am a malfunctioning android
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