ТSugarlight, weХre addictsУ
Why do you think we came
HeХs pasting gold leaches
(On my arm)
We sharpen up our teeth
White sugar
He speaks French
Memorizing torsos
HeХs open throated
In the corner
Hands arrive at hands
My arm is tied off waiting
To burn it down
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canХt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canХt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canХt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)
(Sugarlight, sugarlight)
(I canХt believe)
Swallowing one bulb after another
In the (city of electric light)




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