It's a Paper-Thin Night

You know how to whistle, don't you? Just pinch the chest of a poison dart frog You're a lover now You are used to the reek of formaldehyde It's the only thing left that is keeping you alive So, grow, grow, engorge with the fluids Don't you want to be pale and pure and pristine? Just like Theseus' ship Like a rip in the aching moonlight As I swallow your lymph for eternal life It's a paper-thin night It's a paper-thin night And these stars are mothballs So infinitely bright It's a paper-thin night It's a paper-thin night And these feathers are flayed Laying deep in your spine So eternally intertwined Yours and mine Friend, are you worried? Everything is working, everything's a breeze You don't know what is left to feel You can't discern the truth if not freezing Begging, don't touch me Leave me to my own devices, I will right all My wrongs and close you out for good I will cocoon beneath the red embers You're a lover now Know this means you are also guilty But you know how to whistle, don't you? It's on the tip of your tongue when you lay there and swell Like a force-fed dove Like a lung shakes hands with a blood clot Like the only thing left that you know you're not It's a paper-thin night It's a paper-thin night And these stars are mothballs So infinitely bright It's a paper-thin night It's a paper-thin night And these feathers are flayed Laying deep in your spine So unnaturally enshrined You're a lover now Know this means you are also guilty