Licked Tables, My Affirmation
You yield the promise and I soak in it
You call on rapture, your clad is stupor
With a clan of herding nostrils overt
Peripheral passion, pacification
Come down and you’ll be
Dry and dim, bracing for half life
scrying when you’ll have your next sip
You’ve preached so long
My dime my affliction
Fluid nausea my malady
You yield the promise and you piss on it
You stall with laughter, your drenched in torpor
A testament holding a crude bore
Fortunes followed far from fables
Come dawn and you’ll be
Dry and dim, bracing for half life
Scrying when you’ll take your next hit
You’ve preached so long
My dime my affliction
Consequently consequence brings me
To my knees and you owe to me
Its taking me over
Its taking me over
A rancid love affair
Dry and dim, bracing for half life
Scrying when we’ll have our next taste
You’ve preached so long
My dime my affliction
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