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The Flaming Lips She Is Death

She is death, All of the time. She is death, All of the days. She is death, And I can't leave From her trap. She is death, All of the time. She is death

She is death, All of the time. She is death, All of the days. She is death, And I can't leave From her trap. She is death, All of the time. She is death

telling her That her child was slain She reaches for his picture frame Open up the good book read the scriptures And sighs his name The skies full of flames

don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that, Everything that we write

trampling of dreams But oh, no tears please Fear and pain may accompany death But it is desire that shepherds its certainty As we shall see She was

witch her stitches itch For familiar lips to lick them dry Whilst the dark regrasps, for if she asks The sun forsakes the rite to rise And is the first

, they're mine Midnight She sings praises in the hall To saintly faces hallowed Be their names she can't recall Sister Mary, Virgin Mary Silent with her sin She

a tarot deck I am the card of the hanged man and here I stand with a flame on my hand do you understand? If there is hope for me she is flirting with

Insane unabomber, my whole fam lace golden armor Royal calmer, black queen black madonna The missing link be the big lips on the sphinx Intelligent instincts I say knowledge is