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hamish hawk - machiavelli's room lyrics

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when i cradle him
yes, when i cradle him in my arms
curse the gathering storms
burn their uniforms
if they do him harm

all my battle scars
are healed by his charms
all my dead guitars
sing where he strums
and in truth, i barely notice now
when he’s naked from the waist down

uh+huh

i fear i was close to love
i felt him fit me like a glove
no kidding
i showed him hidden things
he coaxed them from hiding
there’s nothing he likes more
than to watch me disappеaring inside him

uh+huh

days don’t exist
in a bad bedroom likе this
when he shrieks like a siren
i (admire him)
when he shrieks like a siren
i (desire him)
sure, is sick on the surface
we are both unfit for our purposes

we twisted fate and fell
four storeys of fresh h+ll
i always fall for the stories you tell

gone the dirges through the hall
this prince is pinned against my wall
he’s grinning

he is true as broken skin
i’m more machiavellian
for when i cradle him
i whisper crushing rebellion

days don’t exist
in a bad bedroom like this
when he shrieks like a siren
i (admire him)
when he shrieks like a siren
i (desire him)

sure, is sick on the surface
we are both unfit for our purposes
we twisted fate and fell
four storeys of fresh h+ll
i always fall for the stories you tell

uh+huh

- hamish hawk lyrics

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