Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tastes so Sweet, artist - Dog Fashion Disco. Album song Sweet Nothings, in the genre Date of issue: 21.07.2014
Record label: Rotten
Song language: English
Tastes so Sweet |
| One pound of flesh, no more, no less |
| Punching my heart, and pounding my chest |
| Bulging tongue, blood on my breath |
| Devour the hour until there’s nothing left |
| The way you’re smiling, tantalizing |
| Carving the bedpost, counting the passing days |
| Swirling embers ignite my desire |
| To set fire to this house ablaze |
| She’s got those bedroom eyes |
| Now I finally realize |
| You’re the sugar that makes the medicine taste so sweet |
| All your preaches bring my to my knees |
| When you wave your hand you’re parting the big blue seas |
| Praise the lord, now you’ve sold out every seat |
| I’ll follow you to the gates of hell |
| I’ve got a story and a soul to sell |
| Nose in the dirt, sniffing your scent |
| No reason to pray, confess or repent |
| Damage done and I’m mending my wounds |
| A headless thought is polluting the womb |
| The floor is crawling to exit the room |
| Not a second to late, not a minute too soon |
| And now I realize |
| What’s behind those bedroom eyes |
| You’re the sugar that makes the medicine taste so sweet |
| All your preaches bring my to my knees |
| When you wave your hand you’re parting the big blue seas |
| Praise the lord, now you’ve sold out every seat |
| I’ll follow you to the gates of hell |
| I’ve got a story and a soul to sell |
| Nose in the dirt, sniffing your scent |
| No reason to pray, confess or repent |
| You’re the sugar that makes the medicine taste so sweet |
| All your preaches bring my to my knees |
| When you wave your hand you’re parting the big blue seas |
| Praise the lord, now we’ll sell out every seat |
| Tastes so sweet |