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Slave Translator - Of Montreal
All the nimble girls are boys
For girls with no boys to throw up for
Slave translator
Tell me what it means
Dante had two Prussians in her brush
Quite a rush

All the nimble boys are girls
For boys with no girls to cum into
Slave translator
Soften my rage

All the boys she loves are always under age
Can't cut away from it

Self paralysis

Satanic ornaments
That crumble our faith

Rebirth suicide

Rebirth suicide
It's so perpetual

Not that I care

They bring their plates
Like it's automatic

It's so pathetic
You apologize for him

You won't face the portrait
Honestly you rotted when it mattered

Not that I care

I was only stabbing your heart
Because I was trying to get your attention

Oohh

Change your direction

Can't tolerate this new vision

Paranoia like it's talking to your mother

All of the hatred

All of the vomit
It's recurrent

Not that I care

All the nimble girls are boys
For girls with no boys to throw up for
Slave translator

I hate to ask
Is the wind in that door still

All the nimble boys are girls
For boys with no girls to cum into
Slave translator
I want you I hurt
I'm cutting myself and I feel like dirt