In a loner coma dream, a conjuring decides
Is it ill-intended or a twisted paradise?
Dear anaconda
With the spirals of the wind
Hold me forever
Like an ornamental crime
In a loner coma dream, a conjuring decides
Between a comic tapered knife
Dear anaconda
With the spirals of the wind
Hold me forever
Like an ornamental crime
Dear anaconda
With the spirals of the wind
Hold me forever
Like an ornamental crime
Dear anaconda
We're just shapes amongst the tide
