I am unborn again
Without words again
Living in the language of heat
Trippin' in 42 degrees
Archangels down my throat again
A globe within my palm
Cross-legged on my tongue again
Please do me no harm
Chimaeras in my hair again
Blood-letting down the sink again
I felt him inside me, dreamt it in my sleep
His hand upon my face and his chest under my cheek
We got the drama
The drama of a lava lamp
I hold myself as a lover
Slap my own ass
Look in my own eyes
This is my life
This is a scream
Cathartic scream of love
We got the drama
The drama of a lava lamp
