This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
A maze of complicated biology
ideas swim in the mind's dark sea
a cycle of growth and incubation
fed by continuous interaction
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Don't be afraid to make me choke
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
We live, we dream, we die alone
but our ideas could forever grow
a thousand years, you could be gone
but your ideas carry on
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Let your ideas hatch and grow
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
You're changed by everybody that you meet
I change you and you change me
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Let your ideas hatch and grow
watch them develop a life of their own
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Filtering lenses of green or blue
perspective changes, see something new
a different angle, new source of light
peripheral catches something in flight
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
ideas swim in the mind's dark sea
a cycle of growth and incubation
fed by continuous interaction
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Don't be afraid to make me choke
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
We live, we dream, we die alone
but our ideas could forever grow
a thousand years, you could be gone
but your ideas carry on
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Let your ideas hatch and grow
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
You're changed by everybody that you meet
I change you and you change me
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Let your ideas hatch and grow
watch them develop a life of their own
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Filtering lenses of green or blue
perspective changes, see something new
a different angle, new source of light
peripheral catches something in flight
Shove your ovipositor down my throat
Lyrics submitted by Chicken008
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