B-Side Suite - Liquorice Lyrics

The astringent taste of my blood tastes of saccharine
Soak my skin in the bathtub; a bittersweet devotee
A Connoisseur in the closet
Can you taste the honey?
Up against the wall you can sink your teeth
My candied eyes
My arms are sore
The more I see, the more the martyr wants more
Fill up my sweet tooth with the acidic sweet root
If God is the holy spirit is he to blame?
White lightning strikes my tongue like sugarcane
My candied eyes
My arms are sore
The more I see, the more the martyr wants more
Fill up my sweet tooth with the acidic sweet root
When I look in your eyes I get trapped in your honey combs
The taste of caramel sucking right upon my thumb
Like molasses it runs down, my intolerant throat
Protecting me from the sourness is my candy coat
My candied eyes
My arms are sore
The more I see, the more the martyr wants more
My candied eyes
My arms are sore
The more I see, the more the martyr wants more
Fill up my sweet tooth with the acidic sweet root
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