Dr. M.D.M.A.

Dr. M.D.M.A.
What a beautiful face
Shake your ass like J-Lo
Be the king
But don’t be cruel
We’ll all be gay

Dr. M.D.M.A.
Give me a place to hide away
I impregnated a girl
In order to know that
She’s underage
Can you imagine
How much I've to pay (opps, I mean the tears on her face)

Dr. M.D.M.A.
What’s a bigger mistake
To keep the mess in order
Or the order in a mess
This government,
This god, this fate
Hey, just have them all replaced

Dr. M.D.M.A.
What’s the day
Apart from myself
What else have I lost in space
My soul is still on bail
My sense’s splittin’ like an amoeba
Will they be kept on track, or
Converge in the fashion of the rails

Dr. M.D.M.A.
Before we go on
Cuff my wrists
With your razor blade
But don’t kill yourself
I still want to meet you
At the pearly gate

Dr. M.D.M.A.
It’s too late (but it can’t be fake)
While the drama was
Replayed and replayed (the shopkeeper’s already run away)
We’ve used up (it’s the end)
All the punctuations (of evolution)
So again please strap on the tail

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Dr. M.D.M.A.
Papillion, oh
Be afraid, be very afraid
Are you the bottle or the way
That from my body I’d escape
To the world
Which is everything that is the case