OSugarlight, weOre addictsO
Why do you think ew came
HeOs pasting gold leaches
(On my arm)
We sharpen up our teeth
White sugar
He speaks French
Memorizing torsos
HeOs open throated
In the corner
Hands arrive at hands
My arm is tied off waiting
To burn it down
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canOt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canOt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canOt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canOt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)