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[Verse 1]
Sorry, little lover, in my '06 sky
It's everything you ever wanted but it's way too dry
Ginger ale and crackers charging up the needle a shine
A glass of wine and Delsym swimming up the uterine line
[Pre-Chorus]
Wait for it
Wait, hold it
There, that's it
Let go and
[Chorus]
Turning up off manufacted nethicite
Sucking me like a parasite
Stab in like a stalactite
So erudite
If I might
It seems that you've been paralyzed
Your pons is awfully radiant
I hope to have you memorized by sunrise
[Verse 2]
How is it that you've been here all along
I wanna focus on the pleasure but i feel so dumb
I could have had it back then, i could have had my fun
Skyscrapers, cool, but i could have been fucking the sun
[Chorus]
Turning up off deifacted nethicite
Sucking me like a parasite
Stab in like a stalactite
So erudite
If I might
It seems that you've been paralyzed
Your pons is awfully radiant
I hope to have you memorized by sunrise
XII was written by $WAGGOT.
XII was produced by Spatial Manufacture.