Siouxsie And The Banshees — Melt

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You are the melting men
You are your situation
There is no time to breathe
And yet one single breath
Leads to an insatiable desire
Of suicide
In sex

So many blazing orchids
Burning in your throat
Making you choke
Making you sigh
Sigh in tiny deaths

So melt!
My lover, melt!
She said melt!
My lover, melt!

You are the melting men
And as you melt
You are beheaded
Handcuffed
(In lace and blood and sperm)
Swimming in poison
Gasping in the fragrance
Sweat carves
A screenplay of discipline
And devotion

So melt!
My lover, melt!
She said melt!
My lover, melt!

Can you see?
See into the back
Of a long, black car
Pulling away
From the funeral of flowers
With my hand between your legs
Melting

She said melt!
My lover, melt!
So Melt!
My lover, melt!
She said melt!
My lover, melt!