im keeping to these shadows
and marking all your moves in chalk and dust
sugar im chasing sunsets and cruising dawn
my six packs choking up with all this rust
and the lies that spilled from a pretty mouth
choked on the barrel of a gun choke these words down
we'll spin some lies and weave a web
get away cars and its all too much
altars never stained so red and all those demons in your head
she's sleeping in a box of six by three
house of the dead, burn her blood and swallow it down
come on sugar we all fake it in vanity lair
i've no reflection (on the matter or the mirror)
its the light thats burn your skin get back inside
draw the angels to the dark we'll take their halos
and keep them with our dreams we don't need them where we're going
hell is no place for lovers honey
hell is no place for you
hell is where we're going honey
get used to the flames they're so in love with you
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