The New York Room - The Thistle In The Kiss lyrics

your kiss is as, you would imagine is, soft as flower petals cold as razor blades your kiss when you press your lips it peels the wrist from my skin it turns my outsides in how can I hope to resist how do I without it exist days and nights and dreams are sacrificed to just this oh, how I miss your kiss is so delicious still as April twilight white as arsenic your kiss when you close your eyes it forces tighter mine it hollows me inside your kiss in so deliberate shards and slivers is breaking in tiny pieces, me bit by bit (so sad) so fragile me piece by piece (so sad) so brittle me kiss by kiss (so sad) so empty me bit by bit (so sad) in tiny pieces me your kiss is so irresistible so very serious a calculated risk your kiss your mouth, your lips with such precision tearing in tiny pieces, me how do I hope to resist how do I without it exist days and nights and dreams are sacrificed to just this oh, how I miss