Афродита Чекушкина

The moon was riding high I was feeling so cold When you lift me up And exploded my soul Talking through my head I was stupid and blind And you shook the Junk card of my letter in my Imitation Acceptation Thinking part of life You opened my eyes Artificial brain Making steady kind of Getting rid of pain And rising apart To only a wild love In this wild world Where I'm insane Can get enough A crazy wild love A crazy wild love