Laura CK - Bon Bons

No amount of meds could solve that corporate crisis
But still I self-medicated
Offering locks up to the death of an era
No sigil could've shielded better
Grass dances & Black light visions
Are setting the stage for magick migrations
Made a game I couldn't kill
A weight of kisses even now
Passing notes in foreplay class with no after
Master class in prophet endgame
Nation's showdown on a public profile
Psychic link's upgrading O.S
Singing songs for all the psychos
Yes, I broke from staging the freak show
Made a game I couldn't kill
A weight of kisses even now
Break every yoke of night desire
Woke in strange dreams of mine

Written by:
Laura Taylor

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