I really wanted this velvet suffering
A gorgeous agony of buyers remorse
I tricked my way in here
Clawing my way through this forest of veils
In a white hot panic
Now that i’m beyond the clutches
Of this self cherishing nightmare
I call to the love that skins the luminous void
Thank you for freeing me from the alien machine
I’m sorry I judged you I love you.
The Nobel committee should be reading these pages.