socket in my chest
crawling around with a hole in my heart
trying to fit there
all kinds of keys
but then come you with a bulb
exposure my hole
you inspect the evidence
of me being alive
with you sloppy fingers
you find electrical socket
right in my heart
we find the disciple
at which we can be just perfect
yes, marquis
yes
show me new ways how to live
mrscyanide 
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