im a scary gargoyle on a tower, that you made with plastic power, your rhinestone eyes are like factories far away, with the paralytic dreams that we all seem to keep, drive on engines til they weep, with future pixels and factories far away, so call the mainland from the beach, all parties now washed up in bleach, the waves are arising for this time of year, and nobody knows what to do with heat, under sun pylons, we'll meet, while rain is falling like rhinestones from the sky,

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