Bright Lights

I will eat the soul of the sun

Before you even know what's been done

You will have to visit your own mom

to get right for a while

And getting right again

Can shortly be undone

By the memory of your son

There will never be enough fun

Respect me enough to stop.

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"stop" is almost a post script - slc