| Evanescent like the scent of decay
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| I was fading from the race
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| When in despair, my darkest days
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| Ran amok and forged her face
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| From the fairest of handmaidens to
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| A slick perverted wraith
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| Nymphetamine
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| Heaving midst narcissus
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| On a maledict blanket of stars
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| She was all three wishes
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| Sex, sex, sex
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| A lover hung on her death row
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| I was hooked on her disease
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| Highly strung like Cupid’s bow
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| Whose arrows hungered meat
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| And the blinding flare of passion
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| In the shade of narrow streets
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| Where their poison never rationed
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| All the tips they left in me
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| Two tracks
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| Bric-a-brac
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| Something passed between us like a bad crack
|
| Upward-lit, I’d met another kind
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| Of rat
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| In fact
|
| With every Rome inside me licked and ransacked
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| She haunted at the corners of my mind
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| In black
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| Cataracts
|
| Wouldn’t whitewash away her filthy smoke stack
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| She burnt me like a furnace
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| For my future suicide
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| Lead to the river
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| Midsummer, I waved
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| A 'V' of black swans
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| On with hope to the grave
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| All through Red September
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| With skies fire-paved
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| I begged you appear
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| Like a thorn for the holy ones
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| Cold was my soul
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| Untold was the pain
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| I faced when you left me
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| A rose in the rain
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| So I swore to the razor
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| That never enchained
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| Would your dark nails of faith
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| Be pushed through my veins again?
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| Bared on your tomb
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| I’m a prayer for your loneliness
|
| And would you ever soon
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| Come above unto me?
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| For once upon a time
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| From the binds of your lowliness
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| I could always find
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| The right slot for your sacred key
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| Six feet deep is the incision
|
| In my heart, that barless prison
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| Discolours all with tunnel vision
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| Sunsetter
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| Nymphetamine
|
| Sick and weak from my condition
|
| This lust, this vampyric addiction
|
| To her alone in full submission
|
| None better
|
| Nymphetamine
|
| Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
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| Nymphetamine girl
|
| Nymphetamine, nymphetamine
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| My nymphetamine girl
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| Wracked with your charm
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| I am circled like prey
|
| Back in the forest
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| Where whispers persuade
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| More sugar trails
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| More white lady laid
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| Than pillars of salt
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| Fold to my arms
|
| Hold their mesmeric sway
|
| And dance her to the moon
|
| As we did in those golden days
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| Christening stars
|
| I remember the way
|
| We were needle and spoon
|
| Mislaid in the burning hay
|
| Bared on your tomb
|
| I’m a prayer for your loneliness
|
| And would you ever soon
|
| Come above unto me?
|
| For once upon a time
|
| From the bind of your holiness
|
| I could always find
|
| The right slot for your sacred key
|
| Six feet deep is the incision
|
| In my heart, that barless prison
|
| Discolours all with tunnel vision
|
| Sunsetter
|
| Nymphetamine
|
| Sick and weak from my condition
|
| This lust, this vampyric addiction
|
| To her alone in full submission
|
| None better
|
| Nymphetamine
|
| Sunsetter
|
| Nymphetamine (Nymphetamine)
|
| None better
|
| Nymphetamine
|
| Two tracks
|
| Bric-a-brac
|
| Something passed between us like a bad crack
|
| Upward-lit, I’d met another kind
|
| Of rat
|
| In fact
|
| With every Rome inside me licked and ransacked
|
| She haunted at the corners of my mind
|
| In black
|
| Cataracts
|
| Wouldn’t whitewash away her filthy smoke stack
|
| She burnt me like a furnace
|
| For my future suicide |