Strawberry Jam/Face//Pralaya

It doesn't matter how it turns out, that's just how it exists

People only see the people they know

They don't see the romance of a crash

They just see the people they know

They don't see man turn into woman

They just see the people they know

Lenin is green at the last supper

They just see the people they know

If it's chairman Mao you've been told to leave him ou

That's still just people you know

Societies chrysalis may as well contain only the people you know

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Come to me wrapped in knives

Take my hand as the world is ending

I don't want to be alone as the stars blink out

I want you watching over me as I dream

All this I ask of you my love

As Pralaya looms in sight of the dawn