Текст песни The Thistle In The Kiss

Your kiss

Is as, you would imagine is,

Soft as flower petals

Cold as razor blades

Your kiss

When you press your lips

It peels the wrist from my skin

It turns my outsides in

How can I hope to resist

How do I without it exist

Days and nights and dreams

Are sacrificed to just this

Oh, how I miss

Your kiss

Is so delicious

Still as April twilight

White as arsenic

Your kiss

When you close your eyes

It forces tighter mine

It hollows me inside
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Your kiss

In so deliberate

Shards and slivers

Is breaking in tiny pieces, me

Bit by bit (so sad) so fragile me

Piece by piece (so sad) so brittle me

Kiss by kiss (so sad) so empty me

Bit by bit (so sad) in tiny pieces me

Your kiss

Is so irresistible

So very serious

A calculated risk

Your kiss

Your mouth, your lips

With such precision tearing

In tiny pieces, me

How do I hope to resist

How do I without it exist

Days and nights and dreams

Are sacrificed to just this

Oh, how I miss