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*Spoken*
Think your in America?
New York maybe, or L.A?
Ya, America

You,
You're,
Attached by--
A hot wire, through my eyes.

You,
You're,
Attached by,
A quiet wire, through my ear.

You,
You're,
Attached by--
These sweet pictures you dubbed in my brain.

Dip a finger in me,
And paste one of my words on your machine.
Let me be distraction,
Let me be dream.
Let me be future,
Let me be--Oh oh.
Dip a finger in me,
And draw my words on your machine.

In a dream I can touch you,
In your dream
I can feel you twist
I can feel you rise because
You're always near.

Through the paper wall I see you.
Dancing with another one's dream.
Can't help but be my distraction.
You're all I dream.

Pin-pricked walls light
Falls over me
Warm until searing
Good until bleeding

I forget, (America)
Throw something out to me!
Mmm, that's why I liked you! (America)
Remind me how to breathe!
(I'm always here)

Dip a finger in me,
And paste one of my words on your machine.
Let me, be distraction.
Le me be dream.
Let me be future.
Let me be--Oh oh!
Cross your finger in me.
And draw my word on your machine.


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