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Whiskey Kiss
Now that we sing this song of matrimony
My heart it winds and bends for this debauchery
As I dance with my drunken apostles
My life twists and thrives like a cruising feather
My voice is pieced together with pride and fear
Opposites attracting to the west and to the east
Taunt me, sway me on your whim
This is no guidance
This is no wisdom
It's just a mind bending influence
That can't seem to make sense of being
Can't tell the paint from the peelings
I hear these hogs squealing at me
Do they want to frolic in the sea?
Shake and move on ecstasy
Or are they making fun of my feelings?
My heart it winds and bends for this debauchery
As I dance with my drunken apostles
My life twists and thrives like a cruising feather
My voice is pieced together with pride and fear
Opposites attracting to the west and to the east
Taunt me, sway me on your whim
This is no guidance
This is no wisdom
It's just a mind bending influence
That can't seem to make sense of being
Can't tell the paint from the peelings
I hear these hogs squealing at me
Do they want to frolic in the sea?
Shake and move on ecstasy
Or are they making fun of my feelings?
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