King and a Kut-throat - A Lecher's Liaison lyrics

[Verse 1: Daemonum] Honestly most of my relationships end in the rain on a night so stormy I don't know what to say, honestly all these tribulations bore me Let me apologize again, so you can call it a lie and ignore me Broken promises, you know the drill, life's a maze but I'm not trying to be corny I hate all this arguing and these late nights, I'll die at forty But f** all that, this is a love song, curled up by the dying embers of December But baby, I'll seer in that fleur de lis in case you lower to my level and scarlet my letter Pride and prejudice made lecherous by pestilential perniciousness, you'd be off better Not a**ociating me with, what I if you told that I've liked all your vacation pictures I've read all the treatises of romanticism; I'm an expert with all conversation fixtures I had half a gut feeling, half a second sense as my pen paused from permeating the poetry— Guess you could call it a semi-colon kinesthesia Reading through your flirtations like a cyclopedia Holding your hand, feeling your pulse— Hoping to tell the future like I was an old Gypsy woman with one eye and a cataract who has a crystal ball in a road side caravan with a wooden sign So many one inch punch lines it's like I'm dismembering fists and clipping em' to a clothes line At the table with a mermaid, went from slicing sirloin to sliding in bed with a siren, sharing simple serenities with a succulent sea entity Picturing dinner in the glimmer of Atlantis, wine gla**es clinking as we chuckle, watching the night fade away to a gleeful memory Crawling out of a creaking coffin, going in so hard I forgot to come out, bouts in which dust billows all over the dimmed treasury d**h is chasing me and she followed me to the grave, stuck in this melody, seven handfuls of sin and centuries of extra-sensory ecstasy I swear when you wave your hair it's like an empyrean ocean of radiant splendor, but I'm not the enemy honey, I don't wanna frighten you scarily I feel like I know you on a spiritual level, oh you come here too? Sweetie, this is the confession of a transgressor, prayer can't help me, forget the rectory Our love is off the Richter, heartbeats quaking in my chest cavity, collapsing civilizations in and out like my lungs, with a skull and a feather, mesmerized in my reverie Sleeping with this succubus has me stuck in stagnant somnolence Stalking is too strong; I'd prefer it to be known as reconnaissance I already know all your favorite things, topics, genres and items, you're always on my mind, and I got to thinking that someone like you is so hard to find And I would know, I've mentally mapped out your daily route, routinely reciting your regular schedule, I'm getting tired of only watching you from behind I wanna see your pretty face boo, a computer screen can only show me so much, what do you mean you're someone else's? That can't be, who would be willing to go to that level of audacity as to interfere and take you away from me, don't make me pluck these petals Amaranthine apostasy was k**ing my conscience, you said you wanted it but I really didn't know Three in the morning, stop signs to porch lights, holding a blood stained claw hammer, stepping off of the patio What's wrong with an obsession? Vinyl is surrounded by two bodies of more than 60 percent water; guess it would be accurate to call her the isthmus of Madison I got a habit of inadvertently making a scene, with a steak knife, my blond ex-wife gagged and a bellhop at gun point shuffling out of a Radisson Hell, the devil may care; being ridiculously lascivious isn't bad, is it? [Hook: Daemonum x3] Love is a game of lascivious espionage and covert affairs, take a lesson from a lecher's liaison [Verse 2: JayDayer] I see you got lady problems Daemonum Funny, you're talking to the guy that attracts all of them b**h after b**h, looking for Jay Dayer from the six But they're all pissed cause there's only one girl I call my Miss I call her Kris for short, cause she's 5'4, I'm almost 6 But it's funny, because ironically, she doesn't look up to me I follow her lead, because every guy needs a dominant she And that's what I'm gonna help your stalking a** Take you out the bushes and make you finally talk to that b**h Yo, I gotta warn you though, watch out for relations-sh** These girls can act evilish but I now you ain't squeamish Hoes and hookers hook onto you and pull on your hookah, Wanting you to sing 'em hooks before they drag ya Ass into the bedroom to hook up, back at their joint Pin you to their blanket like they took up needle point Then while ya'll f**ing, in her man walks, imagine it from his viewpoint The he get pissed as f**, grab his gun, but you escaped the gunpoint Them you call her 2 months later like "Hey, wanna meet up?" Then news hit you with a clap, she says "I got Gonorrhea" [Hook: Daemonum x3] Love is a game of lascivious espionage and covert affairs, take a lesson from a lecher's liaison [Verse 3: VinylZombie_MCR] Yeah I'll be the first to say it There's nothing wrong with what you're saying I know this is unforeseen Especially from me But over the years I've had some deranged dreams Once upon a time I met chicanery Had to become a master of furtivity Took one down to the abandoned citadel And rendezvoused with the other in hell I'll admit at first I was a bit aghast But this idiosyncrasy has been proving to last Before I knew it I was plunging headfirst But there's something heart-stopping about beating into dirt Both of them were clueless, like a babe in the woods Yeah, neither of them had any falsehoods Outsiders were pretty disconcerted And so I alerted, them of my mislaid aggressiveness But I don't give a damn what others prophesize Why can't they just let us skim through our lives? They don't see the starlight after just one look Sorry, one just got home, gotta watch from a bush