The Filthy Habits Of Ex. Lovers

The excess that burns me the harmony that runs within me and I don't tremble before god but with love this is the fine art of dissecting human hearts in spite of everything I'll make you watch me we sleep in the presence of knives in a whisper we're two of a kind beneath the perfect sky we kill to pass the time beneath a perfect sky two lovers two knives this time cupid's gone for the jugular a real literal motherfucker and what will we become what have we become watch me fuck her watch me love her in spite of everything these are not the sort of things to calm the nerves still standing in the stairway staring back after everything I will love you as if it were always before on the outside above all the sweat of death even shit looks pure to me even she looks pure in the dead of night we roll swiftly to the right to the left like assassins killing with our teeth please come back to bed


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