The Thistle In the Kiss - 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 bladesyour kiss
when you press your lips
it peels the wrist from my skin
it turns my outsides inhow can I hope to resist
how do I without it exist
days and nights and dreams
are sacrificed to just this
oh, how I missyour kiss
is so delicious
still as April twilight
white as arsenicyour kiss
when you close your eyes
it forces tighter mine
it hollows me insideyour kiss
in so deliberate

shards and slivers
is breaking in tiny pieces, mebit 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 meyour kiss
is so irresistible
so very serious
a calculated riskyour kiss
your mouth, your lips
with such precision tearing
in tiny pieces, mehow 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