dead selves – new lips lyrics
i’ve got skin made of glass
not blown but crystal+cut
i’m all edges and chips
i’m all pockets and dust
i’ve got a pack of white shirts
you can see right through
i’ve got a hand+drawn map
of where to meet you
i want to practice kissing you with new lips
i want to hide out and watch the sun drip
i want to feel the rain after a long drought
i want to walk the city with my legs out
as soon as we touch
you clench two fists around my lungs
i’m a strawberry sliced thin
dissolving on your tongue
but honeysuckle wilts
after a day or two alone
so a couple states away
you watch me finish on your phone
i want to practice kissing you with new lips
i want to build a temple where my skin fits
i want to be the valley when the dam bursts
i want to grow my fingеrs in the soft earth
i want to take you homе, i want to take you home
i want to take you home, i want to take you home
reach with both hands, we’ll never be here again
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