Bonus Material

In the second I opened my mouth to sing, "Who am I?" Listen, I am something other I am my skin and my hair But also something that is you, your other Your other is oozing out of me Booming back at you And the mirror follows you Where this new eye In a sound but also a manifestation of silence And emptiness I remember the entrails of an animal That I stepped on That collapsed more open And was oozing out It's mine and yours to give It is my strange new eyes You listen beside me Dip my finger in it and put it in your mouth 'Cause my mouth is your mouth Start with the words, and those notes, and those synths A marriage of byproducts You and I, a marriage of bonus material