That night, I watched people fucking on my computer.
Nobody can see me looking anyway
It's late
And everything turns into a kind of dirty
My skin starts breaking with lcd
I feel desire

One I don't know, one I don't own
I'm free
I turn off the light and dress myself in silver and gold
I go out unto the edge of the city
Tread on my twigs that are not yet burning
The weight of my boots makes them break
And smoke comes out of be-be-be-ne-ne-neath the ba-ba-bark
Like a boat down the hatch

Like sex without the body!
Like smoke rings from my pussy!
A night vision; bodies turned soft like newborn jellyfish,
Mushrooms, light macbook’s, blind bodies with empty sockets
I stare back at my gaze that belongs to your body
I ask "is there nothing but seen or seen
Is there nothing serve nothing
Is there nothing and nothing?

I'm free
I take off my face and torso
Live bare and barely
I go out into the edge of the city
Tread on my twigs and feel them break, yeah
I start looking for something else
There has to be more to burning; I'm losing myself
More to burning and sex and God

I tear off the ties
Oslo oedipus, oslo oedipus
I am oslo oedipus
Tearing my eyes in and out and
In and out and in and out and
In and out and in and out and
In and out and in and out and
In and out of face!