Love is a great swamp
With lilies on top
And the monsters lurking
Below.
Down to the bottom
I sold my soul, and now
In the bog I
Belong.
I can't get clear,
All I can hear
Is blood thumping
In my ears;
Better get used to it,
'Cause this is my new home,
Right here.
Arms like the dark roots,
Embrace me hard,
And pull me down into
The slough.
Scars on my heart's tomb,
Make them bleed
And get drunk off of my
Streaming blood.
I can't get clear,
All I can hear
Is blood thumping
In my ears;
You kill me, dear,
Each time you say that
Your love is sincere.
I'm drowning in tears,
You turned into the monster
I fear!
I can't get clear,
All I can hear
Is blood thumping
In my ears;
Better get used to it,
'Cause this is my new home,
Right here.
Nothing is real,
Only this swamp
And backwaters drawing near.
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