Like a rock,
like a planet,
Like a fucking atom bomb,
Ill remain unperturbed by the joy and the madness
that i encounter everywhere I turn
Ive seen it all along
In book and magazines
like a twitch before dying
like a pornographic sea
theres a flower behind the window
theres an ugly laughing man
like a hummingbird in silence
like the blood on the door
its the generator
oh yeah, oh yeah, like the blood on my door
wash me clean and I will run
until i reach the shore
Ive known it all along
like the bone under my skin
like actors in a photograph
like paper in the wind
theres a hammer by the window
theres a knife on the floor
like turbines in darkness
like the blood on my door
its the generator
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