There she goes As white as snow Off into the forest Where the allies glow? And love will sway In starry space Try to think of nothing Or you'll leave some kind of trace She's got a telepathic aftertaste She is a rabbit, but she's got your face She used to fallen from an apple tree And that terrifies me When she sings A song of spring Lightning in the heavens Is a trumpet hearkening around My room I pace Singing this song Into a stolen lipstick case She's got a telepathic aftertaste She is your sister, but she's got your face And dirty fingers crawling from the grave And I'm 'bout to be sick And I'm 'bout to be sick Valleys flood With flower blood Covering the creatures Of the forest up with mud I swear Believe this place Never to return Or ever think about this face She's got a telepathic aftertaste She is your sister, but she's got your face I am a malfunctioning android Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy Disable, search, and destroy