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letra de our bodies burned bright on re​-​entry - underdark

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you are the morning star
sunrise reflecting off empty bottles, and the mirror is cracked and flecked white
goodnight sweet supply, here comes the crash
see you at the end of the skylines rushing up, rooftops colliding our faces awake

one night in h-ll, seven minutes in heaven
4th degree burns on my hands and my neck
young lucifer, kiss my mouth at the station
could you hold my hands till they stop shaking?

safe passage, blood magic, cuts on my wrists
skin going numb from the pills swallowing
not holding hands but we touch at our lips
don’t need to f-ck, but i’m still f-cking with

take out your weapon and climb on top of me
make mе art, make a mess
a monument to lost rеst
the sp-ce between our skin inscribed with blood and sweat
kiss me goodnight like a pilot light, sylvia

i won’t pretend i didn’t notice you staring
did you see the bloodstains, or just the shaking?
is it okay? obvious how far i’m gone?
the other side of the sunrise, scream into my mirror
until the glass breaks us
one night in h-ll, seven minutes in heaven
4th degree burns on my hands and my neck
young lucifer, kiss my mouth at the station
could you hold my hands till they stop shaking?

safe passage, blood magic, cuts on my wrists
skin going numb from the pills swallowing
not holding hands but we touch at our lips
don’t need to f-ck, but i’m still f-cking with

angels on my tongue, incense in my lungs
shaking hands tear me to bits

the 4th degree
your blood would freeze at the thought
of the sh-t that i have done for money
how much neon do i have to push through my veins
until i can call myself a city?
like every night you stayed close that year
kissed the bottle in the streetlight, should it have been me?
oh man i wish

andule, mi alma
i wish life could have been different
but i bled petition to the gods for your safe flight back to toronto next time will be measured in days and months or i’ll cut out my lying tongue
every day i wake from a vision of the ground rushing to meet my face
if we never fell like this, how do we know what falling is?

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