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The Bacchanal Affair Lyrics
Tonight, we're drunk upon our nostalgia,
So raise a glass to the black maria.
Through laughter seems to soothe the pain,
Of adoring what I violate.
I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create,
When we're feigning every red letter day.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Dissembling passion, our foreplay to debauchery,
A perfume of zinfandel and coffin nails.
Intoxicates, fair Judas goat, now you've got your sheep.
I'm sick to death by the irony and all the lies that we create,
When we're feigning every red letter day.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
The chemicals aid in our neglect, feigning all of adoration.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
So raise a glass to the black maria.
Through laughter seems to soothe the pain,
Of adoring what I violate.
When we're feigning every red letter day.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
A perfume of zinfandel and coffin nails.
Intoxicates, fair Judas goat, now you've got your sheep.
When we're feigning every red letter day.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Destined it seems for this disease, becoming all I loathed,
Feigning all our adoration.
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
Track marks and a trail of hearts will guide you home,
There is a bleak horizon everywhere I roam.
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this song is about false love and devotion to fake love i dont know if its him doing or the other person but its basicly about "false love"
Seeing as how Bacchus is the Greek god of wine, I think this song is about alcoholism. The entire verse seems to suggest this, as well as the first line of the chorus. "The chemicals" are a reference to the alcohol itself, and "aid in our neglect" and "feigning all of adoration" point to its effects.