(You should never be afraid to grow old)

Something hyper breathes diabolical spit

Enamored and engaged by

Something hyper breathes diabolical spit

Enchanted and aroused by it

Full of secrets you'll never know

You should never be afraid to grow

Something hyper leaves you stranded in a bad part of town

Always puts you out

Something hyper kills you as it fills up your soul

A whistling whirring sound

Going places you can't go on your own

Put your ear to the door and try to hear her moan

(You should never be afraid to grow)

Something hyper wearing clothes from 1983

Sеmaphores with sleeves

Something hypеr wrapped up in fiendish intent

Until it's so not bent

Talkin' barely keep my feet on the floor flat

Find the edge of the bed with my shoes

And the back of a cat as a map

Something

Something more