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Diamonds and Pollen
America bled to death
Electric and pregnant
Brilliant sluts and fire worship
Devouring the righteous
We were just monkeys braiding thread
We were golden needles
Diamonds and pollen

And Coma White
A manniqueen of depression
The face of the dead star
Fagged out for the corner
She was so soft in the bed
And the pomegranet earth spins into oblivion

The one that trembles
The one that fears
The one that suffers
The one that vomits
The one that needs

The one that trembles
The one that fears
The one that suffers
The one that vomits
The one that needs

A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises
A million scars, a million promises

And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do
Diamonds and Pollen   America bled to death   Electric and pregnant   Brilliant sluts and fire worship   Devouring the righteous   We were just monkeys braiding thread   We were golden needles   Diamonds and pollen      And Coma White   A manniqueen of depression   The face of the dead star   Fagged out for the corner   She was so soft in the bed   And the pomegranet earth spins into oblivion      The one that trembles   The one that fears   The one that suffers   The one that vomits   The one that needs      The one that trembles   The one that fears   The one that suffers   The one that vomits   The one that needs      A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises   A million scars, a million promises      And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens   And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do   And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens   And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do   And all your sad endings are planting in their gardens   And they're waiting to grow and to die like flowers do