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Rollergrrrl.

from Traumnovelle by Coin locker kid

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'Tis late and it's chemically
Altered state, like a memory
You sit with a smile on
But it may not be what it seems to me... right now

Here's a dag
Wrapped up cold in a plastic bag, like
"What's that? Bring it over here
Do you want that? It's the only other beer..."
Well hold tight while I roll this fag
On the trail of the wounded soldier
There must be something around...

I don't wanna head downtown
Blinding light and amplified sound
King's Cross? There's an angel dead
With her wings lost... along with her head, so...
Not tonight, not tonight
You bark on all fours, I run the red light
Longitude, latitude, weight and height
Your aura's blurring my sight

Right now

Rolling on the kitchen floor
Seance with the candle lit
If the Christians cannot handle it
Well the sink is what our kitchen's for
I bought you new rollerskates
Monkey in the bedroom masturbates
And I'm sure he'll think of you!
Like the way I stink of you, but baby
No one ever taught me how to swim
Do you kick your legs in the ocean and wade?
Away?
'Til you're there?
And you're not here?

She's on ice. Rolling like I'm rolling the dice
She's on ice. Rolling like I'm rolling the dice

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from Traumnovelle, released December 2, 2012

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