Marty Willson-Piper

Marty Willson-Piper - Venus Of Prose lyrics

rate me

Years of bliss

Fill your head

Trapped in a jar

Your eyes are dead

Rich in words

You're the Venus of prose

As beauty erodes

She says No

He says

Accolade slips

Lost your sway

Suffocate

In an aura of jade

Who can win

In the reign of a week

I die in your sleep

She says No

He says

Open you up

Peer on through

Taste of dust

Where nothing's true

Listen with your eyes

Face your deceit

You're dead on your feet

She says No

He says

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