Breadbag Mansion
Dramatization
Nameless nubile auditionees
Subconsciously self-loathing
Vie for your love down on their knees
I've made a profession
Of being wounded by your ways
In spite of all this time
You haven't aimed your dagger at me
But the name of the game you play hasn't changed
Just the one of the cunt you hunt
You crush me with your desperation
You rush to show me what you haven't yet won
Your starving jackals with your rending teeth
Divest, digest all that's left of me
In a prophecy
We implode spectacularly
Out of necessity
But you don't understand me
Caveat:
Not a lot to turn to
Merveilleux!
Now it's in sight
Synchronous
Cattle to the slaughter
Sins on us
All the sons in all their daughters
All their tongues and all their psalms
Upsetting metaphors
Needles of ruthless truth
We both went overboard
Fashioned a raft not built for two
And now you've run ashore
Jettisoned your cement shoes
Won't hear me screaming anymore
I just brought out the worst in you
Your wet-lashed eyes grow crystalline
Your acid tongue erodes my spine
I lose my grip on all my lines
Your fingertips unfurl from mine
Relaxed, peaceful
Relapse, remorse
Aghast, why now?
I guess I know
Nameless nubile auditionees
Subconsciously self-loathing
Vie for your love down on their knees
I've made a profession
Of being wounded by your ways
In spite of all this time
You haven't aimed your dagger at me
But the name of the game you play hasn't changed
Just the one of the cunt you hunt
You crush me with your desperation
You rush to show me what you haven't yet won
Your starving jackals with your rending teeth
Divest, digest all that's left of me
In a prophecy
We implode spectacularly
Out of necessity
But you don't understand me
Caveat:
Not a lot to turn to
Merveilleux!
Now it's in sight
Synchronous
Cattle to the slaughter
Sins on us
All the sons in all their daughters
All their tongues and all their psalms
Upsetting metaphors
Needles of ruthless truth
We both went overboard
Fashioned a raft not built for two
And now you've run ashore
Jettisoned your cement shoes
Won't hear me screaming anymore
I just brought out the worst in you
Your wet-lashed eyes grow crystalline
Your acid tongue erodes my spine
I lose my grip on all my lines
Your fingertips unfurl from mine
Relaxed, peaceful
Relapse, remorse
Aghast, why now?
I guess I know
Credits
Writer(s): Em Rodríguez
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