Parenthetical Girls - Young Throats lyrics

He's lifelike when the light strikes right
Though no less charmless otherwise
Surprised with where my interest lies
I tried to bite my tongue this time

But tonight, Christ
Can't you see my hands were tied?
My hands were tied and on my mother's life
Suppose that I might throw this fight?
God knows I truly tried
Come on, let's get this over with
I dreamt of this in triplicate
Though trust must have it's privileges
That just don't enter into this

Jesus Christ, look at the size of it!
The size of it!
Your lips clenched like a fist
What promises you wet them with

Brace yourself and this won't hurt a bit
(Hurt a bit) and who could help but long
For more than this (More than this)
I crossed myself before I crossed your lips
(Crossed your lips) and cling like hell to
Something much like this (Much like this)