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Death in the Afternoon

from Liars by Sparrow

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DEATH IN THE AFTERNOON
(absinthe, champagne)

[chorus]
Suck down (the shot)
Let’s sing (the blues)
Dull eyes (seducing me)

We spit (our lies)
Show me (fake tits)
Die for (our thrones in hell)

A face of pestilence, but you don't seem to care
The dirty smell of cash, a burning need
Cheap lipstick covers all your sins, or so you think
A drugged up fucking waste of skin, no heartbeat

Loathing fuels our love
By any other name a roach
...
Dead behind the eyes (whoa yeah)

Loose sagging flesh
Offers up
Wet delights
Take me in

We’re both dead ends, how hollowed our souls
Salvation's dying; charades gone

This bleeding ulcer feels like home, give me a kiss
Pull me inside your rotting mouth
Our sickness doesn’t mean a thing to anyone
Two livers full of broken dreams, no shame left

The sunrise settles scores; to watch with bloodshot eyes
This bar is where we stay, the walking dead (the walking dead)

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from Liars, released February 1, 2019

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We write heavy music and enjoy big butts.

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