She moves through moonbeams slowly She knows just how to hold me and when her edges soften, 
her body is my coffin
 I know she drains me slowly She wears me down to bones in bed… must be the sign on my head, it says: “Oh, love me dead!” (x)

She moves through moonbeams slowly
She knows just how to hold me
and when her edges soften,

her body is my coffin


I know she drains me slowly
She wears me down to bones in bed…
must be the sign on my head, it says:
“Oh, love me dead!” (x)

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