woulds

we slice carrots with holographic guillotines made of plastic and think the night is over we are programmable and compatible with daylight we are input we are fireflies that stay up too late burn out and die in daylight we are filed in dirt and dispelled like a decimal dewey! dewey! lay with me in the death of your system and who will be left to remember the numbers you labelled so lovely but the numbered machines what's in a name what's in a name oh I buried my shame if we truly are just watchmen, then I'll go set a fucking watchmen, then I'll go set a fucking fist in your teeth you bathely daughters if i could sleep with you in a sugarhouse i would if i could bathe with you in your morning woods i would if i could lay with you in your lovely mouth i would if I was wrong and you was always right I would oh I could slice carrots with holographic guillotines made of plastic and think the night is over we are auto-tuned and auto forgiven love was so easy anyway when it was just auto-generated wet love was so easy anyway when it was what I gave away love was soooo we are unchanging certainly and stubborn willed darling please we slice carrots with holographic guillotines made of plastic and think the night is over will you sleep with me in a sugarhouse oh will you be my lover will you bathe with me through the mourning words will you place me dewey in the dirt my lover, the words came from your lovely mouth i would i would i would