long ago i kissed her skull
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sunbleached and beautiful
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slick-wet with diesel fuel
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we'll watch the midnight movie
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painted with the sky
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bleeding white butterflies
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after surfacing from the mirror
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(where the rabbits lead us)
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woman shaking death from her hair
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i swear the wind sounded like spirits voicing all the things that tortured them
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(when they were men)
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the fire light was an offering to the god
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that runs through the bark of the trees, i believe
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like the sky above me
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we won't live to see it end
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now lets not pretend
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that it could've been
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(any other way)
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long and slow i kissed her skull
|
sunbleached and beautiful
|
slick-wet with diesel fuel
|
we'll watch the midnight movie
|
painted with the sky
|
bleeding white butterflies
|
older ghosts than you and me
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listen to the whispering
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whisper to the listening
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the old grey ghost and i
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whisper to the listening sky
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by the gods above us
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we won't live to see it end
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now let's not pretend
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that it could've been
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(any other way)
|
bleeding white butterflies
|
long and slow i kissed her skull
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Slave Riot
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| Agents Of Oblivion |
