KIssing Cousins - Closure In Moscow

We have never lived, we have

Never even tried

Come on now give that burden to me

We have never lived, we’re just

Creeping all our days

And you could feast an age

Feast and still feel famine all the same

When this food’s an orgasm

Dripping context down my drains

We’ve had our chances

We didn’t see them through

It never ends

Carry on the sin

It never ends, it never ends

We can never rest

It’s like kissing cousins

It’s like breaking bread

Sing it, born of detriment

Come on, sing it

Born of all the ills that lead us in

It gets me so frustrated

Everyone’s an expert, I’m so sick of it

It makes me want to gouge a thousand eyes

Choke five hundred throats

Feed them to the fishes swimming

In my moat

While I sit in my castle

Perched all alone

Disconnected on a sullen throne

They’re not stopping

It never ends so forever they roam