Give me a rest, this all confirms my paranoia
I need some thoughts, just gather some thoughts & feelings
God my brain distorts, pictures then rearranges
Slowly surely new meanings [bad word] as everything arranges

She gives them a test on all the times that I've made trouble
Her friends she talks, just gathers her thoughts the meetings off
She drains assorts, stricture & disarrangement
Wholly surely new feelings [bad word] as every thing arranges

Bullitts dominæ? feel the calm forever
Bullitts dominæ? she walks steady to the shore
Bullitts dominæ?

And as i ask them the same i feel insistent
Everyone's falling sun-suicide's optimal
And as i ask them inside everlasting the ionosphere's collided!
Everyone's falling sun-suicide's optimal

She gives manifests & all the while impressed she follows
& leaves unexpressed, just gathers the flaws but I'm weary
From the same discourse, richer from the old strangers
Slowly surely new meanings [bad word] as everything arranges

Bullitts dominæ? Flare