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How the hallowed angels sing,
And they're working just for me,
How the hallowed angels sing,
They torture me for free.
I'm a fountain of blood in the,
Shape of a girl,
A cigar burning to the welkin forever,
A coil infertile uncurled.
This isn't torture porn it's my life,
So dream big Starla,
Dream big all through the aching nights,
So you can be human again.
Do you think that the water dreams of becoming a rainbow,
Do you think that I'm okay,
Do you think that dionysus dreams of being Lilith,
A lamia killing with his sex.
I am a Vaudeville Valley Girl,
I am a Vaudeville Valley Girl,
I must change,
I must change.
This isn't torture porn it's my life,
So dream big Starla,
Dream big all through the aching nights,
So you can be human again.
This isn't torture porn it's my life,
So dream big Starla,
Dream big all through the aching nights,
So you can be human again.
Tear my skin from my flesh,
Cover me in nails,
Sew me back together,
Sanctified sacred male.
A huntsman and the dogs that eat him,
Actaeon to your own artemis,
Abandoned debauched man.
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