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From this eerie, eerie existence
That I survive only from subsistence
Sustenance
Maintenance
Are in plenty of supply
The boggy, soggy and squelchy
Suits me right down, deep down
It keeps me adorned, festooned
I glide deep down
I slide deep down
Deep in those depths is a beauty
That beautifies, mystifies.
Me completely
I can reach for the garlands
Garlanded, surrounded and festooned
Too
The peacock the show off
The master of getting to you
He’ll hide in a certain disguise
Sitting in wait
Then he sees you, but you have blinked
The he hides once more in his disguise
Does this ring a bell?
We adorn ourselves to hide away
Shy, bashful inside
Lacking the confidence
The self-esteem
Locking the real beauty
Way deep, deep in the depths
The murkiness
The madness
The confusion
Does anyone love us at all?
I guess it is only us that can figure that one out!
Once and for all!