Has humanity exhausted all metaphors for jealousy?
The pangs, nausea, knife-thrusts of clenched lungs
I want to know what it sounds like to dig my fingers into your chest
Muscles squeezing tight as I feel for your bones
Trickling blood makes suction plops and greasy thucks
You will stare wide-eyed like a submissive waiting for command
As I push into you, four fingers knuckle-deep in your ribcage
Do you wonder how it would feel, to have me in you?
Your slick muscles convulsing like a cunt, face flushed
Sheen of sweat on your marble forehead
I curl my fingers and you can't help but step towards me
I bite the soft flesh of your bottom lip
Chew on it like taffy until it dissolves into my mouth
I shove my hands into your sternum: bones crack as I fit inside you, a chrysalis
My wings form into the shape of your pelvis
My colors are dyed with blue bile, charcoal shit, red veins
When I am ready, I will spread out, you out
Spread us out and we will take to the sky, this grotesque love of ours
This Mortal Mountain - Tinah Lyrics
This Mortal Mountain - Tinah Lyrics
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Has humanity exhausted all metaphors for jealousy?
The pangs, nausea, knife-thrusts of clenched lungs
I want to know what it sounds like to dig my fingers into your chest
Muscles squeezing tight as I feel for your bones
Trickling blood makes suction plops and greasy thucks
You will stare wide-eyed like a submissive waiting for command
As I push into you, four fingers knuckle-deep in your ribcage
Do you wonder how it would feel, to have me in you?
Your slick muscles convulsing like a cunt, face flushed
Sheen of sweat on your marble forehead
I curl my fingers and you can't help but step towards me
I bite the soft flesh of your bottom lip
Chew on it like taffy until it dissolves into my mouth
I shove my hands into your sternum: bones crack as I fit inside you, a chrysalis
My wings form into the shape of your pelvis
My colors are dyed with blue bile, charcoal shit, red veins
When I am ready, I will spread out, you out
Spread us out and we will take to the sky, this grotesque love of ours
The pangs, nausea, knife-thrusts of clenched lungs
I want to know what it sounds like to dig my fingers into your chest
Muscles squeezing tight as I feel for your bones
Trickling blood makes suction plops and greasy thucks
You will stare wide-eyed like a submissive waiting for command
As I push into you, four fingers knuckle-deep in your ribcage
Do you wonder how it would feel, to have me in you?
Your slick muscles convulsing like a cunt, face flushed
Sheen of sweat on your marble forehead
I curl my fingers and you can't help but step towards me
I bite the soft flesh of your bottom lip
Chew on it like taffy until it dissolves into my mouth
I shove my hands into your sternum: bones crack as I fit inside you, a chrysalis
My wings form into the shape of your pelvis
My colors are dyed with blue bile, charcoal shit, red veins
When I am ready, I will spread out, you out
Spread us out and we will take to the sky, this grotesque love of ours
Writer: Aryssa Shultz
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid