children absent from heaven says
This is how we fuck up.... intimacy.
An illusion to a lapse.
A hiding space within fatigue
Where bitter-blue-lips sink ships
And smug against such sabotage
Traded are secrets
The consensus is you aren't mean
"Mean" the mean they mean
Your gossip is propagative
And more like betrayal
Secrets are forever, on the lips of liers
Secrets are forever, traded for confession
Secrets are eternal, on the lips of spies
Secrets are fragmented, traded for succesion
I know you can hear me, i know it totally
take yr fingers out of yr ears (repeated)
I love you so tell me (once, twice, once)
What yr new secret friend says is for yr ears only
red flipper #2
There's something like an intended link
You thought too long now, you're a prisoner in
embracing a million sins by transmissions
oh, yr one in a million red
she's seeing red, she's spitting red,
she's pissing red till there's nothing except, yes, abandoned to yes
saying yes for the first time... yes
i'm waiting.
i'm looking, i'm waiting
you look like an angel
we've got contraception
you look so pretty baby- now yr red, red, red, red
my best kiss
yeah, yeah, gonna put you in my mouth
what you say is dirty to me is purity
wanna kiss you, yeah, kiss you with my best kiss
lips like yrs just gotta be lying
yeah, yeah, gonna put you in my throat
While they underline morality
and if how come i'm so dumb, you wanna spend all yr time w/ me
You got trouble on yr mind
You got it double, thats why you shine
You got trouble all the time
You got it double thats why you shine
Don't call it hell, call it soul, don't call it hell, no
YEAH, yeah, yr mouth
Underline morality
And if how come i'm so dumb, you wanna spend all yr time w/me?
Soul? Hell? soul. no.