Sickly Thug I — текст песни (Luxuria)

Were deep in her diary now

A month for every kiss

And this passion-in-hours amounts

To little more than this

She keeps wisteria

I keep forgetting to die



We keep on getting there

Sickly thug and i

She keeps a distance

I keep forgetting to die

Well keep on getting there

Sickly thug and me

She keeps wisteria

I keep turning to lapis lazuli



A pistol whipping wind

Sickly thug and me

Our hearts fire blanks

Over the marshes

The river lee

Was there anything

Really moving in the news tonight?



If theres no hope for us

Therell be no respite

Just a drop or two

From a bottle of the widows mite

Well keep on getting there

Ill just happen to you

Well be back from somewhere else

Well never get to



Over here may be bad

Realissimo bad

But that nameless other place

Its far far worse

Im an innocent

I never resisted

Alcohol and coloured beads



Broken sunshine swells

The length of waltham beach

And nothing ever changes

And nothing ever lasts for long

It just stays out of reach

This feelings mutual

For sickly thug and me



This feelings mutual now

But so separately

Were burning up

Were collapsing into probability

And theres no hope for us

And theres no respite

Just a drop or two

From a bottle of the widows mite