Mass precision Heightened superstition Hyp to the tism You got me stuck in your prism I’m crazy about you Your spell on me You put your spell on me I know you see me walking, but I barely feel my knees The words you say Falling from your lips Your sugar-coated kisses with your microcosm hips Oh! Dance is all I know I got the feeling of the Holy Ghost I’m about to let you know And bet just when you see That I can make you a believer when you catch a glimpse of me Mass precision Heightened superstition Hyp to the tism You got me stuck in your prism I’m crazy about you
Terry Venemous is releasing new music every 3 weeks this year. His latest EP is sumptuous art pop with a wry sense of detachment.
Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 27, 2024