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Sam Broussard - Her Comb and Her Perfume lyrics
The brilliant wake of falling stars lights up a poisoned sky Beyond this window there are things not fit for human eyes She sleeps in peace behind me as I drink away my dream The poison soothes my nerves and streaks the sky with clear moonbeams She appears underwater hair in waves floating around her and if I drink so much that I drown at her feet the vision will be complete The outside terrifies me It's hard to leave these rooms My world is here near her comb and her perfume She kicks the covers clear and now sleeps naked to my sight Behind her belly it could be a child grows there tonight The carelessness was her idea some disease that she has caught To bring a child into this world what a horrifying thought What the hell can she be thinking for years I'm wrapped around her finger Is there some need to further seal our love and am I not child enough? If this child is demon spawn This world is still too crude My God we crucified a God who fed a multitude A spot upon her deepest wall hears me knocking just down the hall We pace, we measure, eyeing each other we wait A showdown at Heaven's Gate |
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