Holy Water - Lyrics

Don’t you ever think you need a lover, not a friend?
Don’t you worry?
Tell me what to be and I will gladly break and bend,
It’s so funny
And like the cigarette on my lips you are a habit I just can’t kick
Despite my reservations you are everything that I need
But it just ain’t the same, I don’t wanna be a tortured poet
I know that I painted my own sky black
So pull my walls down and take me with you

And gimme some of that sweet Holy Water
sweet Holy Water
God damn, you’re a good friend but
God damn you are a means to an end yes
sweet Holy Water

Nights all filled with blood, white wine and lace
Maybe someday we’ll make sense of the time that we waste
They told me to keep doing me but my arm just aches
So let’s both find out how hollow love tastes

And gimme some of that sweet Holy Water
sweet Holy Water
God damn, you’re a good friend but
God damn you are a means to an end yes
sweet Holy Water

And we finally got through something no-one understood
Like getting to the end of infinity
I’m more than the tattooed tragedy
They’d have you and I believe

Sweet Holy Water
Sweet Holy Water
Sweet Holy Water
Sweet Holy Water

Gimme some of that sweet Holy Water
God damn, you’re a good friend but
God damn, you are a means to an end yes
Sweet Holy Water
Sweet Holy Water

Puppy Squad - Lyrics

Sit down and glare from the other side of you
You’ll never live if you can’t climb back out the tomb
Skin is crawling and it’s crawling and it’s crawling

Your aesthetic is anaesthetic
A hollow echo and it’s pretty in pink pathetic
And it’s crawling and it’s crawling and it’s crawling
You think you’re such a skill on the eye
It all melts off in the summertime

I have tasted you before

I’ll come alive again
You won’t like when I close this door
or burn it down again
Yeah I’ve tasted you before
and I’ll come alive again

Can’t hear ‘em, turn it up,
Ring it out, it’s in my fuel lines
And the blood that they sell me so

Well now, they tell me I’m cold
Got a gutter-bound heart and a rusted soul
An angel’s kiss just get out alive
And some kinda shower party for a cult survivor
It’s easier now to let them have it all
another coffin lid just to break the mold
you’re rotten, honey, I love every inch
and I wanna drink it all



I have tasted you before

I’ll come alive again
You won’t like when I close this door
Or burn it down again
yeah I’ve tasted you before
I’ll come alive again

Lily looked at me from across the room and smiled
And I thought aw, honey, you’ll never understand
What these creatures can do
She looked at me deep, with those godforsaken baby blue eyes
And I laughed
And I said

Are you feeling alive, cutie pie?

And just like the blades they say
Tell ‘em bout the flames they play
and while they fake the fame
Well I got something to say
Yeah your pretty face won’t cut out my tongue
We ain’t no house band and we don’t jump for no-one