My lovers, my lovers
My victims and the rest
How indelicately passionated
I'm not to others best
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A Song To The Doubtful
My lovers, my lovers
My victims and the rest
How indelicately passionated
I'm not to others best
Uncover, recover
A Shift behind a smirk
Smirk and small the difference between my wall and them
Relentless, victorious I'm never at the end
However there's a someone that ends up across the edge
There's Jaime she's rounded the place you'd like to see
Her husband seems to like, he can't fly as well as you can see
And Xandra, she's the red one
And the pink one and the blue
All the letters we have written
Made the bird come off the gloom
Josephine she was the first one or at least I can remind
She can preach and give a lecture
But for me a dress is fine
Not a spider, I wont keep them
I like butterflies and nests
I like jellyfish while growling
Hushing hoovers from the west