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kiss the ghosts mouth to mouth and say no word expect a drought / she lies beneath unto the dark / kiss the ghost right on the mouth / pick which one / pale or dry / kiss the wrong one and you may die / but if thou kiss the right in this languor night / well just find out for a surprise.
touch her thigh 'cause when she thrives / she's the happiest one alive / cobra tongue darting out / to skin its victim back alive / swirling violets against the glass until she breaks them out at last / three to five o'clock at night / your mind's gone weak and so has mine / three to five haunting sighs / pitch-black crows never seem to die.
the moon will steal sun's vivid light / with the silent stars she's held captive tonight / transparent as i may seem / i appear ignorant from inside-out for candles unwilling to die out / but i observe everything / either ugly or benevolent / and i know i said i'd never kiss and tell / but no one's ever kissed me before so i'll blow that candle with quiet whispers as you watch and cry with your wild witch sisters.
spirits rise after your funeral / and you'd best believe you'll be the next victim / begging on your knees for sympathy / but baby you know well enough that my ghosts don't sympathize / tragic suicide after another / we're one of the ghosts out at night now / release their kingdom's exit ring / and suffer with them as you feel the sting.
