Bullitts Dominae

Give me a rest, this all confirms my paranoia
 I need some thoughts, just gather some thoughts and feelings
 God my brain distorts, pictures then rearranges
 Slowly surely new meanings will come as everythin arranges
 She gives them a test on all the times that I've made trouble
 Her friends she talks, just gathers her thoughts the meetings off
 She drains assorts, stricture and disarrangement
 Wholly surely new feelings will come as every thing arranges
 Bullitts dominæ feel the calm forever
 Bullitts dominæ she walks steady to the shore
 Bullitts dominæ.
 And as I ask them the same I feel insistent
 Everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal
 And as I ask them inside everlasting the inosphere's collided!
 Everyone's falling sun-sucide's optimal
 She gives manifests and all the while impressed she follows
 And leaves unexpressed, just gathers the flaws but I'm weary
 From the same discourse, richer from the old strangers
 Slowly surely new meanings will come as everything arranges
 Bullitts dominæ, flare