The Replica And Martyr - Slim Twig

Oh doll

Your sunday best sheath

Your sister in heat

My silver threads and me:

Tremor thriving

Lungs is rising

Oh my love is a-glisten

From tear past that spire

Detract from that steeple

We three and a needle

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow

Doll

Oh wow

Doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh long lashed-matrons

I’ve read of you in fables

Porcelain kissed, i am

Kaleidoscoping higher

Morgued motel we sighted

I’m candied and delighted

We foxtrot to the front desk

Your fingers deliquesce and

They fuse gently to my chest

And we laugh until it’s started

The replica and martyr

The replica and martyr

Oh long lashed-matrons

I’ve read of you in fables

Porcelain kissed, i am

Kaleidoscoping higher

Morgued motel we sighted

I’m candied and delighted

We foxtrot to the front desk

Your fingers deliquesce and

They fuse gently to my chest

And we laugh until it’s started

The replica and martyr

The replica and martyr

The replica and martyr

The replica and martyr

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow

Oh doll

Oh wow