For you,
I'm more than what I think I'll ever be to myself
And it's something that I want to preserve
This liminal state, waving at the rich jaws
And I'm just hoping you'll pray this fleeting bullet won't stray
As it passes through you, through me, through us
Now it's my job to savor your death
And try not to hang myself in your shed
I like your candles and your dark matter But I'll never love you,
I'll never love you
I like your graphite and your cold feathered goose down
But I'll never love you, I'll never love you
But every single day that goes by I need you more
Your dark celestial love,
weaved with sign and moans
The vessels I will morph as you undo my clothes
At liberty with destiny
Babe,
with every single breath,
must we spark a war?
Who would have thought that pleasure could be so rhetorical?
The prince in me will fall,
so let's sit in each other's arms
Pseumatism,
cubanism
I like your candles and your dark matter
And try not to hang myself in your shed
I like your candles and your dark matter
And try not to hang myself in your shed
I like your candles and your dark matter But I'll never love you,
I'll never love you
But every single day that goes by I need you more
Your dark celestial love,
weaved with sign and moans
The vessels I will morph as you undo my clothes
At liberty with destiny Babe,
with every single breath,
must we spark a war?
Who would have thought that pleasure could be so rhetorical?
The prince in me will fall,
so let's sit in each other's arms
It's humatism, cubanism