Aglow Re, cavalry, go Weed caught in your cloak coat We'd quartered and sold I swore you'd never clone I wore it in a bow I want to be alone' A tight border in your home Mirrored Not a way for pretty blondes to hurt Stay becoming Tower Not the cuter little one you'd heard Line your stomach I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I've coralised lately I, I, I, I've coralised lately Sanction Still a grandeur and abandoned son Pace your running Anon A cathedral and a real love Major numbing I forged you in the throne I wore you to the bone I want to be alone A slight clawing in a throat Harbour arcane, Amateur husband Harbour a mauling, You built a cabaret Harbour arcane, Amateur husband Harbour a mauling, You built a cabaret Harbour a mauling, You built a cabaret

My skin cracked and the sun came in, It was as fragile as my lips. Shaken and shut, I needed staples in my hips And I needed arms, But the open air was limbless, And my nervous breath was endless, If only it would stop. The neat snap of bone, It was hollowed by your stone. The hot crush of home, It was a subtle lapse, your a heart a map Of where your veins go. When your teeth collapsed you made me catch them, Blood in hands and on your halo. The heart was hatched in early hours, We moved to land and watched it grow old. Lock your teeth into me, Tangle up your spine; Nails in your quiver, I had ached in my jaw line.

Plane, your ivory dealt, Stubborn message in your health, Mirror me, a wealth Unsheathed in maraud, in mouth. Trawled in starry mercy, When white of eye deserts me, Stays hidden in your birthing Of love you clouded in. A beach raid of sorts, Marine ebb you'd caught, Ghosted and belonged, You lasted us. A beach raid of sorts, Marine ebb you'd caught, Ghosted and belonged, You lasted us. From then it snowed of sun, Dark kisses, cheeks you'd run With red, the smoke begun And lingered in eighty lungs. Navy swatches of your skin Sink gloom and patterned sin; Your posthumous Berlin, Your aching seething in. A beach raid of sorts, Marine ebb you'd caught, Ghosted and belonged, You lasted us. A beach raid of sorts, Marine ebb you'd caught, Ghosted and belonged, You lasted us. The dark had shrunk your shoulders, Your shadow ever older, The colour earned in lucid, Colder lips by now. Now Now The dark had shrunk your shoulders, Your shadow ever older, The colour earned in lucid, Colder lips by now. Now Now