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She said Iâve
Got my back against the wall
A spear beneath my rib
A messiah at my door
Is it a sin for me to live
The way I choose to live
Iâm a pig with wings
A gloating, listless fraud, I am
Drive me, catapult me to the moon
Iâve heard the secret cretans speak
And they make perfect sense to me
Youâre silly she says
A lewd hypocrite
Hereâs a nickel for those times we shared
The ghosts beneath our bed and Iâm the one
Youâll cherish, take for granted
Cathartic we rest, amused and annoyed
Winded by this disconnect we dance around until weâre sick
Mean to me, what I mean to you
A heathen made of gold begets a lover drunk on bold regrets
Iâm open, if youâre open
To trusting who we are
Iâm open, if youâre open
To trusting who weâll be
A century of history steals the air we breathe
A century of history grinds to a halt
Inquisitive, she moves for the kill
With wild eyes, aspiring, the matriarch zeroes in on me
She was methodical, exotic and sensual
She was meticulous, a natural at all things unnatural
I screamed Iâm unavailable
But she knew my every move
Wretch, youâre a momentary thrill
But she knew my every move
A century of history grinds to a halt.