I am falling from the top I am drinking from a cup I came in search of paradise With much in my mind A thousand eyeballs shake me down The ups and downs of times to come Satisfaction comas and goes Biological action and it froce A problem of leisure measured in terms Of pain plus pleasure plus poison sperm I wear the look of false alarm Someone ought to twist my arm
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