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| Song: | Death Of An Insect |
| Album: | Swan Sting | Genres: | |
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Lyrics:
"it", this could be
Our forever finally
You're the venus I'm the flea you tore into
Smother and sweet
Watch the sunrise through your teeth
Like a lover needs the sea it's all I do
Did I wither the summer in your hair?
Dissolving under the fever of your stare
Twist my form to the salt I couldn't be
Oh my flesh and bones they're yours now eternally
With lips rendered string
How could I kiss you as a thing?
Or dream of swans that couldn't sting or look like you
And I, like a stone
In your arms and all alone
Feeling warm and turning cold before i knew
Did I wither the summer in your hair?
Dissolving under the fever of your stare
Twist me into the salt I couldn't be
Oh my flesh and bones they're yours now eternally
All of me is yours now eternally
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