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for the love, Iʼd fallen on<br />in the swampy August dawn<br />what a mischief you would bring young darling!<br />when the onus is not all your own<br />when you're up for it before you've grown<br />from the faun forever gone<br />in the towers of your honeycomb<br />I'd a tore your hair out just to climb back darling<br />when you're filling out your only form<br />can you tell that itʼs just ceremon'<br />now you've added up to what you're from<br />build your tether rain-out from your fragments?<br />break the sailor's table on your sacrum?<br />fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with Hagen<br />for the love, comes the burning young<br />from the liver, sweating through your tongue<br />well, youʼre standing on my sternum don't you climb down darling<br />oh the sermons are the first to rest<br />smoke on Sundays when youʼre drunk and dressed<br />out the hollows where the swallow nests
New song lyrics
for the love, Iʼd fallen on<br />in the swampy August dawn<br />what a mischief you would bring young darling!<br />when the onus is not all your own<br />when you're up for it before you've grown<br />from the faun forever gone<br />in the towers of your honeycomb<br />I'd a tore your hair out just to climb back darling<br />when you're filling out your only form<br />can you tell that itʼs just ceremon'<br />now you've added up to what you're from<br />build your tether rain-out from your fragments?<br />break the sailor's table on your sacrum?<br />fuck the fiercest fables, I'm with Hagen<br />for the love, comes the burning young<br />from the liver, sweating through your tongue<br />well, youʼre standing on my sternum don't you climb down darling<br />oh the sermons are the first to rest<br />smoke on Sundays when youʼre drunk and dressed<br />out the hollows where the swallow nests
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