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Fear Before The March Of Flames - Motelroom.Grandpiano Lyrics

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  • I picked the most appetizing flowers from
  • these gardens.
  • I know of virgin thighs.
  • Anointed in your sweat.
  • Sat them in a glass.
  • And took the bench between your hips.
  • These are beautiful wooden legs you have to
  • stand on.
  • Take me lying down.
  • I played my heart out on your rib cage and
  • you tried to sing along.
  • But the keys I chose: sour notes.
  • And your singing turned to moan.
  • This is the sound of dying insides.
  • Everyone was sleeping.
  • Slaves to a gutted imagination.
  • The light of the television sprayed us into
  • the shadows on a wall.
  • We: new gaceless mannequins.
  • We: new oil spills.
  • With no eyes how is it you cry.
  • With no smile how is it you laugh.
  • Closer now.
  • Our shadows move like one.
  • Back and forth.
  • Our machiine lips.
  • We the machine would like to speak.
  • We razorblade shoelaces.
  • We watch her in sleep.
  • We're here to pronounce your children
  • blind.
  • Lead them astray and toyed with their lives.
  • We taught them sex and muted their
  • laughter.

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