The Last Dinner Party - The Scythe
It’ll take you too
Take a long time
Limbs’ll disconnect
Like the phone lines
Keep the water on
Keep it running
I’m in the other room
Nothing happened
Make it quick
Make it quick
Make it quick so I can’t see the scythe in its sheath
I’ll put your record on
Keep it spinning
Under the LEDs
‘Til I’m seasick
Nothing lasts
Nothings lasts
Nothing lasts I know I’ve seen the scythe in its sheath
Don’t cry, we’re bound together
Each life runs its course
I’ll see you in the next one
Next time I know you’ll call
Next time you call, I’ll be your girl
You’ll be in silk and I’ll wear my furs
We can go out, I feel your mouth
Open me up
Butcher my heart
Please let me die on the street where you live
And I’ll lie here forever
Let life run its course
I’ll be there in the next one
Next time I know I’ll call
Don’t cry, we’re bound together
Each life runs its course
I’ll see you in the next one
Next time I know you’ll call
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