The word love is nothing like the word confetti, you can't just throw it around in the air like that for funFor fun, Are you sad, now I can hardly tellIf you're being tortured momentarily you're most likely searching for a newhellDrippin' wet with something savory I,insert a token of salutation for you to remember me byThe experiments have no namesAnd surely no purposesYou can call it a traditionBut they don't really sting that bad now anyhowGet back on that icy extermination table,after all, It's only your first audition,it's only your first audition!Man I can't wait to see the failing premiereChats with Japura are not what they really appear, Showed her photos of herselfThe river formed a slightly, deformed crestShe told me living is just a placement exam, to find the bestRearrange their legs, anxious florists He is a glacier Camellia's a fault line. Small white ivories gash her knuckle,struggling against their bodies and mine.You want them to all know your name, You tell me whenThe cameras still rolling and there's ten hungry waiting men