LA VIE EN ROSE - 7. Sex

Sex and shamrock nonchalant eyes

Sex, champagne hair

Bet you'll keep me up all night, know you'll leave me out to die

Come, what could stop atrocious attraction?

When I'm just a vessel aching for affection

Sex and sad thoughts 'bout suicide

Sex, sex, sex

'Til I think I'm alright, unearthed dead in the daylight

Come, what could kill my hope for connection?

When heavenly hurting's passive and he's handsome

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My ischium tender, imaging him as a skeletal bender

Not a kiss-and-tell pretender

I'll hear the crepitus once he makes me shapeshift

I'll hear the crepitus

Sex, sex, sex, sex

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Sex and sweet talk, temporal high

Sex in Cape Town

Strangers clubbing while I cry, not consummating the night

Come, what could cup my half-Christian morals?

When I'm just a sinner living for the laurels

Sex and condoms, all now a rite

Sex, sex, sex

That's why we always fight

"Move my world left", and he tilts it right

Come, what could fuel such a viscous cycle?

When I say I'm in love, your response is lethal

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My ischium tender, imaging him as a skeletal bender

Not a kiss-and-tell pretender

Who'll never reach my center, imagining him longing for pain and pleasure

Not someone he won't remember

He'll hear the crepitus once I shape him makeshift

He'll hear the crepitus

Sex, sex, sex, sex

'Thout finding the climax

Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex

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(Feeling things kinda too big to describe right now)

(Fleeting though)

(As they always are)

(But in the moment I just need to vent to you)

(Even if you can't)

(Respond)

(Or acknowledge)

(My pain)

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