August dying in the air
Your voice over miles of airwaves
Pixels on a screen
I was sixteen
Flies were circling your territory
And you always wanted more of me
Sixteen days in a row
Sixteen Xs sixteen Os
I could be
Your perfect baby
2D jailbait
Body
Droughts were showing on the TV
And you always came back thirsty
Eyes on me
Typing pretty
Wanting me
Your laughing blue light
Bright night HD
Baby
Simulation
Your production
I could be
Your perfect baby
2D jailbait
Body
I could be
Your laughing blue light
Bright night HD
Baby
