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Poison In A Pretty Pill
(专辑: Penis Envy - 1981)
Your tactile eyes is running over glossy paper, Printed on with tactile lies of glaze and gause. They say, "Forget yourself, adorn with this disguise", This womanhood of smooth and tampered whores. Let me warn you of their cold sensitivity, They'll have you gathered in a
trap of glass. Is your reflection all that you will recognise? That cruel lie will stare you in the
face. Wrapped up in haze and flow of bridal gown, They tell your lover he must hold a
gun. You're the
pornographic reassurance he's a
man, They deal with flesh, incarcerate with rags, Red lips, shimmer-silk and body-bags, Hairless legs against the
blistered napalms burn. I
want to rape the
substance of your downy hair, In that mist a
gutted child fights for air. Against the
fragile, mashed and sweaty wound Your facile beauty has an outrageous sound, Like a
glamour billboard on a
battlefield. At least the
blood-red poppy was of nature will, That flower perfecting by the
barbed wire fence Must be insulted by your scented poor pretence Just as I, who finds it hard to touch you now, You traumatise my love with needle doubts, I
want so gently to remove your mask. It's hard enough to find water here In this barrenness of dishonesty and fear Without you accepting poison in a
pretty pill. Your bondages of silky robes and lace Are the
bandages on a
bullet punctured corpses, The
layers of precious imitation worn Are the
layers of history to suffocate the
unborn. Poison, poison, poison, poison Poison, poison, poison, poison Poison in a
pretty pill. Poison in a
pretty pill. Poison in a
pretty pill, etc...
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