The Origamists II - Lemuria

My eyes augments the pleasure of our colliding skin

Sliding through, sliding through, sliding through you

Plotting your own death on that denim couch that I found hideous

To help the public realize that you’re some kind genius

I’ve got to hand it to you

Those paintings aren’t that great

Hey, I’m no Buddy Rich and you ain’t Monet

I like your body

I think it’s sexy

I want to make origami

All you want to do is make stains on a canvas with paint

Let’s compromise, let’s compromise and play shadow charades

All you want to do is make stains on a canvas with paint

Let’s compromise, let’s compromise and play shadow charades