Optical Illusion

(Ceschi) Late at night, while resting sticky eyed, sirens cyberfuck me And it's been this way since hell froze over in 1813 One could, stood for colored vists, discovered California gold In the mouths of horny non-gangster rappers from Vallejo What a funny fucking feeling to be sucked into you whole As the sun is screamin mercy while children step on it's toes What a dirty fucking feeling when our naked skin collides In the middle of the day as your father is gardening I'm afraid it's an optical illusion That you look so innocent tonight