Ironworks

I am sweet swine
 In Victorian doorways
 In tempestuous foreplay
 I am sweet swine
 Among whites not bright
 And clocks locked
 I am sweet swine
 In Victorian doorways
 In tempestuous foreplay
 I am sweet swine
 Among whites not bright
 And clocks locked
 On the night of cake and kin
 Where I took you by your skin indoors
 A light spinning, we perform
 (And outside, left you again to your wife)
 Through Victorian doorways
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 How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts (there must be some finesse, there must be some finesse)
 How I house my heart in ironworks, it hurts (to self-worth)
 (There must be some finesse to self-worth)
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 I am sweet swine
 In Victorian doorways
 In tempestuous foreplay
 I am sweet swine
 Among whites not bright
 And clocks locked
 I am sweet swine
 And no man is ever mine
 And no man is ever mine
 I am sweet swine
 And no man is ever mine
 And no man is ever mine