Taxidermy (Denver Years)
The Lexington Cure
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Your ghost is rotten The flesh-like texture of your gifts Your cuts are crooked The Faustian nature of your bliss A haven for lost things This is the sound of music But you wanted good things I hack the wings off of sudden angels You and me don't survive a clean desire Took an awful shape so we sang on fire Your virus spreads through the word of mouthes You struggle with the math and you lie to yourself Touch me cause I'm sick This is a slaughterhouse barn dance Your skin's moving too quick Censors took the artist's hands This science is healthy This is a turn down service No one likes honesty I'm running staples through some cowardly eyelids Blasphemy walking on a tight-rope wire Flip the Janus Coin when you can't decide Attempt to cauterize all the bleeding hearts Mistakes will make you famous when the talking starts I like my honey green like my money and the milk warmed inside your mouth
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