I showed up late and tired to party for a friend
Parked my car on a street where trees grew along the fence
Then I saw you in the brake lights, glowing in the limbs
As you searched your purse for matches, cigarette between your lips
Inside, we sat entwined and forgot everyone
Our hands were fugitives in spotlights when the dark bar lit up
With the doors locked behind us, we scaled the fire escapе
And fucked to a choir of screeching sunrise trains
You said
"This feeling, it's a dog in the mud
It's a bladе on the tip up your tongue
It's a bottle smashed on the head of a TV stud
Hearing my name when you cum
It's the Father, the Holy Ghost, and The Son
It's a mythic kind of love”
Mythic love
Mythic love
Mythic love
I know one day when I wake up, there'll be a hole in the sky
And from that hole will come angel with bright, strobing eyes
And in those eyes will flash the brake lights, you were bathed in that night
With the trees along the street and I'll let loose the reigns of life
I said
“This feeling, it's a web unspun
It's breaking the neck of a dove
It's a gun between your eyes when you're talking tough
Hearing my name when you cum
It's the Father, the Holy Ghost, and The Son
It's a mythic kind of love”
Mythic love
Mythic love
Mythic love
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