Lyrics
The air was thick with the smell of regret / The shores of my appetite were already wet / The pendulum swung between salvation & sin / I cried out to my Beatrice to come fetch paper & pen / I took your words as best I could / I prayed for peace, I prayed for good / Tried to ignore each overture / Recovery grim, redemption sure / Easy does it, kissing cousin / I don't think you'll make it through this night alive / Your velvet skin - take me to bed / "Your mother's kin" is all I said / This temperature will boil my brain / I have no cure to ease your pain / Easy does it, kissing cousin / I don't think you'll make it through this night alive / The clock it tolls my final hour / Your blushing youth in fullest flower / I don't think you'll make it through this night alive / Easy does it, kissing cousin / I don't think you'll make it through this night alive
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