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Curare On Your Lips Lyrics
Welcome to the last time
that You can buy my answer with less than a question.
I would sell the hands off my wrists if they weren't so preoccupied
with taking the bread from Your fingers and downing this cheap New Years wine
that we call Your blood.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed.
In this garden I'm waiting anxiously
for my children to come and murder me.
In this crowded room, staring nervously lovers lick at their lips and wait for the kiss.
I've been sharpening
my teeth for this moment
and I'll stab with my lips but You've already won
Is there no resolution?
Well, Ill call these rafters my gallows,
and strung up by day-old party streamers
in the back of my mind I can see
the merlot dripping from Your hands and feet.
that You can buy my answer with less than a question.
I would sell the hands off my wrists if they weren't so preoccupied
with taking the bread from Your fingers and downing this cheap New Years wine
that we call Your blood.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed.
for my children to come and murder me.
In this crowded room, staring nervously lovers lick at their lips and wait for the kiss.
I've been sharpening
my teeth for this moment
and I'll stab with my lips but You've already won
Well, Ill call these rafters my gallows,
and strung up by day-old party streamers
in the back of my mind I can see
the merlot dripping from Your hands and feet.
Song Info
Submitted by
dendro_furtalose On Dec 12, 2006
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how has no one commented on this song ? it's just amazing, my friend has got me hooked on ATS . i can't get it out of my head.
I just added the parts that are repeated.
And Welcome to the last time that You can buy my answer with less than a question. And I would sell the hands off my wrists if they weren't so preoccupied with taking the bread from Your fingers and downing this cheap New Years wine That we call Your blood. We call your blood.
And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed. And You can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed.
In this garden I'm waiting anxiously for my children to come and murder me. In this crowded room, staring nervously lovers lick at their lips and wait for the kiss. And I've been sharpening my teeth for this moment and I'll stab with my lips but You've already won.
Is there no resolution? Well, Ill call these rafters my gallows, and strung up by day-old party streamers in the back of my mind I can see the merlot dripping from Your hands and feet. Your hands and feet.
Well, i'll call these rafters my gallows. My gallows.
Is there no resolution? And you can wait for midnight but my lips are sealed. Is there no resolution?(x5)
by the way, this is a great song! Just now got addicted to them. After the sirens that is.
In parts, this song sounds like it's illustrating Christ's death and the hours before it. Maybe that's just me.