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Holy Eyes

thekingofman

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Lyrics

Chorus

Washed in the garden of her golden skin

Calling me lover while she counts her sin

A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

Verse 1

Silver pins in the soft white silk

Pale as lilies and sour as morning milk

Tied me to the trellis with a cord of thread

I found a serpent resting in her bed

Pre-Chorus

Taste the powder and the bite

Turning water into fright

Wasted and wild under a porch light

Chorus

Washed in the garden of her golden skin

Calling me lover while she counts her sin

A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

Verse 2

Her red mouth is a wet velvet grave

Taking the worship that I blindly gave

Stray dogs know her name by the rattling bone

While she holds a match to my only home

Pre-Chorus

Taste the powder and the bite

Turning water into fright

Wasted and wild under a porch light

Chorus

Washed in the garden of her golden skin

Calling me lover while she counts her sin

A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

Bridge

Broken bread

Broken breath

Broken faith left for death

Another mouth in the orchard feeding on my fruit

Pulling up the spirit by its shallow root

Chorus

Washed in the garden of her golden skin

Calling me lover while she counts her sin

A halo made of wire and the weight of her lies

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

I found the hollow in her holy eyes

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