The Peak Show
The Peak Show - Thread songtekst
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She's the sole creationer, she takes the end in her hands She will trust when the others scoff, she'll bloody up her hands in a laugh, well, she'll warm your anxiousness and fits she begs your pardon wordlessly as she kisses and she spits Well, he commands his army like a schizo puppeteer and he would rather scratch her face than admit to any fear (shhhh!) he'll tantalize the others just to bask in the effect he still believes in heaven, so he's all obsessed with death They reveal each others' softness if like it's the hottest a-flaming in hell and secretly they know, in their hearts, that it can't last this well She is words of acid through her charming lips she's Magellan in the bedroom with a Machiavelli twist He can reek of alcohol and break up with his soul he performs the blackest magic to terrify any and all They reveal each others' softness if like it's the hottest a-flaming in hell and secretly they know, in their hearts, that it can't last this well He bites her cheek and she's surprised they eat the drink and spill the wine they wrestle with their decible they're screams in hot delight They reveal each others' softness if like it's the hottest a-flaming in hell and secretly they know, in their hearts, that it can't last this well There's thread around his pinky to remember to forget that he should care for something he hasn't lost yet She applies foundation to remember to forget that she should care for something she hasn't lost yet Dilapidate yourself and darling surely you'll forget that you should care for something you haven't lost yet