So It Does

Do you enjoy your sight inside?Disconnect and let me drift
Until my upside down is right side in
Society must let the artist go
To wander off into the nebulaWander off into your nebula
See your nectarine of multiplicity
Cum like orgasmatron on overdriveWander in off to your nebula
Your tangerine of electricity is ripe
And on a vine, so pick your prizeSo in little black book, do I confideUpon return, I conjure what was seen
I let it pulse and boil within my limbs
I lay my pencil to the porous page
And let my lunatic indulge itselfWander off into your nebula
See your nectarine of multiplicity
Cum like orgasmatron on overdriveWander in off to your nebula
Your tangerine of electricity is ripe
And on a vine, so pick your prize
Prize, prize, prizeDisconnect and let me drift
Until my upside down is right side in
Society must let the artist go
To wander off into the nebulaWander off into your nebula
See your nectarine of multiplicity
Cum like orgasmatron on overdriveWander in off to your nebula
Your tangerine of electricity is ripe
And on a vine, so pick your prize