Lyrics to Sharon Tate, Despite Everything
Wire around my heart is cutting through my ventricles
Left my guts strewn for the gulls, an emotional push-and-pull
I'm on a horse that's upside down and tied to a floating pink balloon
The clouds that passed, they left one more failure at our backs
This is heresy
This is the what you just left me
This is apeshit, a fucking counterfeit
Can you turn a bit so I can see your second face
The one that sells the trade
I'ma take you to the fade
Sharon Tate, despite everything
The decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away
Wire around my limbs cutting through my skin
Your lies like so much poison and so typical of men
The balloon, it pulls the horse's hoof closer to the sun
I'll be glue before you're done
Just wire and bone and viscera
This is heresy
This is the what you just left me
This is apeshit of fucking counterfeit
Can you turn a bit so I can see your second face
The one that sells the trade
I'ma take you to the fade
Sharon Tate, despite everything
The decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away
Do you see?
Do you see?
What do you see, love?
What do you see?
So could you [?]?
Do you love it more?
Do you love it more?
What do you-
Sharon Tate, Sharon Tate
Despite everything
Our decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Sharon Tate, Sharon Tate
Despite everything
Our decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away
Left my guts strewn for the gulls, an emotional push-and-pull
I'm on a horse that's upside down and tied to a floating pink balloon
The clouds that passed, they left one more failure at our backs
This is heresy
This is the what you just left me
This is apeshit, a fucking counterfeit
Can you turn a bit so I can see your second face
The one that sells the trade
I'ma take you to the fade
Sharon Tate, despite everything
The decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away
Wire around my limbs cutting through my skin
Your lies like so much poison and so typical of men
The balloon, it pulls the horse's hoof closer to the sun
I'll be glue before you're done
Just wire and bone and viscera
This is heresy
This is the what you just left me
This is apeshit of fucking counterfeit
Can you turn a bit so I can see your second face
The one that sells the trade
I'ma take you to the fade
Sharon Tate, despite everything
The decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away
Do you see?
Do you see?
What do you see, love?
What do you see?
So could you [?]?
Do you love it more?
Do you love it more?
What do you-
Sharon Tate, Sharon Tate
Despite everything
Our decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Sharon Tate, Sharon Tate
Despite everything
Our decisions we make
Our conditions, our [?]
Now you're trotting away
Away, away