duvalier - PISCO SOUR testo lyric

TESTO

rats feel kind of guilty when they leave the sinking boat / but I know when time is time 'cos timing's all I know
galantry and stories / and apologies for being late, tho
black coffee conversations / drive you where you want to
electro-minimale / te che bevi prugna
black is still th. sun / perspicuous yet but still too far
who would you rather shoot first?
of all the million lives, she had inside her bag
a couple-million eyes were measuring her head
cutting their hands on a grating rolling door
pisco on old-fashioned, sour on your tongue
Once you get the grasp of it you’ll see you rather want
to be the bullet, loaded then not drawn
three’s a crowd so don’t complain if someone come along
for my mouth is empty and big enough to chew you both
noxious, venomous, it's climbing on your back
all those little lives are breathing on your neck
and swearing they're not real won't make them disappear, girl
swearing they’re not real won’t make them disappear, no
would you rather shoot first?