Opium Song
Michael Gira
Fucking goddamn motherfucker
While sailing a ship
Made of smoke
While licking your pink
Envelope
I littered your legs
With my tears
But now they’re safe in your glass
Bandoleer
Opium
Give me some
Opium
I will not run from
Opium
The damage is undone
Opium
I am your willing son
Well the ocean is bleeding
And sick
And I sailed here on oil, tar and plastic
The sky is a yellowed vitrine
And my veins are now screaming
With gasoline
Opium
I will come
Opium
Into your kingdom of one
Opium
And now the air in your drum
Opium
As the song in my lung
Opium
I will not run, from
Opium
I will swallow the sun
Opium
Opium
Opium
Opium
Opium
Give me some