Cover yourself with roses and carnations
Till you cannot breathe the light, moist in your valley by the throw
A vicious circle, mother's milk
And pretend it is mine
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Meanwhile, with the greed
Of ravenous dogs
Microscopic, grotesque monsters
And colored vultures
To hover overhead
To hover overhead
And still, do you pretend 
It is not living in your liquid body 
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Rapture, you claim, has driven you to suffer 
The consequences of passion
For what now?
Have you noticed
You are spiraling down
The whirlpool of your bliss
And still, you pretend
It is not living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Your ego is in prism form
Like a thousand hundred others
From San Francisco to New York
From Africa to Brazil
This blessed feral quench
Is to kill, kill, kill
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
Living in your liquid body
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