the ponies run
the girls are young
the odds are there to beat
you win a while
I’m turning tricks
I’m getting fixed
and promises to keep
and then it’s done
your little winning streak
and summoned now to deal
with your invincible defeat
you live your life
as if it’s real
as if it’s real
a thousand kisses deep
I’m turning tricks
I’m getting fixed
I’m back on boogie street
you lose your grip
and then you slip
and then you slip
into the masterpiece
and maybe I had miles to drive
you ditch it all to stay alive
a thousand kisses deep
and sometimes when
the night is slow
the night is slow
the wretched and the meek
we gather up our hearts and go
a thousand kisses deep
confined to sex
we pressed against
we pressed against
the limits of the sea
I saw there were
no oceans left
no oceans left
for scavengers like me
I made it to the forward deck
I blessed our remnant fleet
and then consented
to be wrecked
to be wrecked
a thousand kisses deep
I’m turning tricks
I’m getting fixed
I’m getting fixed
I’m back on boogie street
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
that you were meant to keep
and quiet is the thought of you
the file on you complete
except what we forgot to do
a thousand kisses deep
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