Stupid Song

I exist in the city of robots,
You resist the neighboring wicked,
I’ll send you thousand postcards,
If you buy me a one-way ticket.

I will fly and fight the dragons,
I’ll enslave their bimbo Mother,
In a sense her love and vengeance
Are entwined with one another,

Like my soul’s entangled strongly
With the resistant soul of yours…
The stars are shining for the lonely,
For those wanderers outdoors.

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