Obviously im not smiling, happy as the freaks lining up, smacking their lips
Are you ok, G? Because if youre not happy i cant be
I dont know what ive done, but i know Love, G, Love is love, Love’s Always herself
And id love you, always, had i forever another 48 years
People are looking for a woman to blame all their problems on
My whole life long, but its culminated, in this mass delusion
Have you joined the crowd, turns out theyve frenzied in their hunt for a woman
Turned cannibal, now
You might be fooled, but im not fooled by witches spells
An orgiastic feast in hell
A pop concert, the Australian Mass Catharsis
Lights on me, but im still my Love, me
Im not fooled, G
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