Goodnight

[Verse 1] Pragmatic pestilence pigeons perching on my chair again I'm afraid of your sins when they are breaking in my dreams Wholesome hostile hesitation holding in your hemisphere (Snap, snap, snap) Hemisphere (Click, click, click) (Ooh-ooh-ooh) (Vocalizing) [Verse 2] Bobby burnt my blushing biscuits Now I feel like I'm in Triskets Oh no, don't be trisculating down my escalator Tantalized by nomenclature Trained on facts from now to later [Chorus] Mouthfeel murmurs Bunsen burners Everyone gets what they need Permeable pound pound pristine and everything Back from the fold down down sifting for trinkets' rings Maladapted salutations mine Only way out is through life [Outro] Look at the no-no-note and you held your hand Help me understood Nothing will ever escape your mind again Chore me out Torrent streaming You said score, lean out Torrent streaming Weather me torrent streaming Little number on the wall It just burns our bridge and stalls Our stalwart sense of style Left me like a child Crying alone once more Now my tears fall down and pour Reflections on the floor Goodnight, Irene