And when I woke,
The Martian said
I am asshole for some messages
She’d thoroughly misread
I’ve made a note,
Up in my head
She’ll be the last postmodern prodigy
I ever take to bed
I dissociate on contact with emotion
Like an ocean, calm before the storm...
Agreeable but never warm
[Ooh]
I always knew,
This was about more than,
More than my use of words, to
Figure out,
The way you shut yours ears
And close your mouth
With eyes wide open
As if to speak to me,
And in their pale, steely blue relate
Misinformation breeds conceit
It brings stagnation
And accompanies cold feet
[Ooh]
I dissociate on contact with emotion
Like an ocean, miles from the shore...
Deep as it gets, yet unexplored
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