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There once was a timeBlessed by the desireThey wrote out adviceThey stole the rest of the lines From oracle guides and potency ritesI'm dumb enough to reject those formal artsI'm dumb enough to refuse their protocolsTear it up for the new soft archetypeI'm only nervous 'til you stop talkingBold mystery brides undressed To the nines for cold-shower nightsI've blown what's left of my mind Desperate to sire sociable viceI know enough to respect my virgin thoughtsI know enough to confuse my porn and artTear it up for the new soft archetypeTear it up for the new soft archetypeI'm only nervous 'til you stop talkingAnd can't stand the policy 'Cause I'm pregnant with purityBut I ain't apostolic, man I just slept right through the pastTear it up for the new soft archetypeI'm only nervous 'til you stop talking From Letras Mania