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In the hands of binoculars
I look into your eyes
Through the prism of the glass
I see what I did not know
I see what is not
gleams in black holes
light

I Find a Perfect Drug
A Perfect Drug I do
I Find a Perfect Drug
A Perfect Drug it's You
I Find a Perfect Drug
but you don't
I Find a Perfect Drug
but you don't

You consider mine clever
ribs with a tongue
Eyes are closed but yours
The smell is familiar to me
you smell of what is not
what throws into the dark
light

I Find a Perfect Drug
A Perfect Drug I do
I Find a Perfect Drug
A Perfect Drug it's You
I Find a Perfect Drug
but you don't
I Find a Perfect Drug
but you don't