My Anarchy
Dreams are sometimes beyond
Weigh my heart on a string
It seems like a new world
She's on a cover of a magazine, my sweetly I adore
Crystal ball show my love
My stars, the world is ours
Make our lucid escape
Our never-ending fate
Save us from our torture
Sleep covered so no one can see
Wake up spit thru the cycle of our dreams
Hypnagogic sleep disorder
Humping the bed and the sheets
Hallucinations make it hard to cope
Be my talisman, my sweet

Parasomnia, Sexsomnia
Trichophilia, Partialism
Plushophilia, Podophilia
You are my anarchy