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Testo Who Fell Asleep In
She turned her back on the church and put all her faith in me
At the back of the chapel where I taught her to screw and to blaspheme
We turned our backs to the church, with our trousers around our knees
While screaming the scriptures she said I was her favourite heresy
In a note I read:
"If you should go blind and deaf
I'll cleanse and I'll bathe you and I'll cook for you daily. I will take a dry ballpoint pen and trace on yr chest
All of the same conversations that we have now in bed."
I don't mean to be selfish; but I think I'd sooner just be dead
Behind the tennis court alongside the river, not a single live flower to see
This is the one girl who woke up from all that, and now falls asleep next to me
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yrs
She said she wanted a sea burial, not grass and hypodermics to her hips
I pruned the ivy from yr grandmother's tomb
More tender and careful than the superstitious ripped you from yr mothers womb
In a note I wrote:
"I think too much about the end, but being around it made me feel like I'm coping. Now when I view the cemetery I don't see headstones,
I see rows of engraved milk teeth, hungry, waiting for me"
And though I am fearful, I think I just crave the relief
Behind the tennis court, alongside the river, paper flower's still a beautiful thing
This is the one girl who woke up from all that, and now falls asleep next to me
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yrs
At the back of the chapel where I taught her to screw and to blaspheme
We turned our backs to the church, with our trousers around our knees
While screaming the scriptures she said I was her favourite heresy
In a note I read:
"If you should go blind and deaf
I'll cleanse and I'll bathe you and I'll cook for you daily. I will take a dry ballpoint pen and trace on yr chest
All of the same conversations that we have now in bed."
I don't mean to be selfish; but I think I'd sooner just be dead
Behind the tennis court alongside the river, not a single live flower to see
This is the one girl who woke up from all that, and now falls asleep next to me
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yrs
She said she wanted a sea burial, not grass and hypodermics to her hips
I pruned the ivy from yr grandmother's tomb
More tender and careful than the superstitious ripped you from yr mothers womb
In a note I wrote:
"I think too much about the end, but being around it made me feel like I'm coping. Now when I view the cemetery I don't see headstones,
I see rows of engraved milk teeth, hungry, waiting for me"
And though I am fearful, I think I just crave the relief
Behind the tennis court, alongside the river, paper flower's still a beautiful thing
This is the one girl who woke up from all that, and now falls asleep next to me
But I swear now, every time that I kiss her, she feels her god breathe on her shoulder
It pains me, but I'm sure she's still yrs
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