Hit me, Hit me,
Hit me with lightening.
Checking my watch and seeing myself in the glittering gold.
Stuttering over grotesque words in the dim pages of my newest adventure.
Keeping the music out of my ears, keeping it locked away.
Twisting in shimmering lace and soft cotton socks.
Tiptoeing across white snow and mumbling secret codes.
It's everything I need and everything I must resist.
Gasp.
Hit me, Hit me,
Hit me with lightening.
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