Parenthetical Girls - Young Throats lyrics

He's lifelike when the light strikes right Though no less charmless otherwise Surprised with where my interest lies I tried to bite my tongue this time But tonight, Christ, can't you see my hands were tied? My hands were tied And on my mother's life Suppose that I might Throw this fight, God Knows I surely tried Come on, let's get this over with I dreamt of this in triplicate But trust must have its privileges That just don't enter into this Jesus Christ, look at the size of it The size of it Your lips clenched like a fist What promises you wet them with Brace yourself and this won't hurt a bit And who could help but long for more than this I crossed myself before I crossed your lips And cling like hell to something just like this