I tell you that the manner speaks of smart seduction and insanity I trust to much for the good of me
Friends worry out loud that she's a handful of honey from a hive of bees
Thick in my throat then alive in me
Stifled scream in tow - my days spent - enfant terible
Sown in folds, must rend
Clawing toes on loamy earth did feed but sweat made mud went out from under me
First sliding slow then falling free
Stifled scream in tow - my days spent - enfant terible
Sown in folds, must rend
I'm floating on gravity I am a saucer on a cup of tea I put nothingness on top of being
So say a prayer for poor little me
Buy me earmuffs for the siren's scream and the black switch guiding bloody thorns in deep
Stifled scream in tow - my days spent - enfant terible
Sown in folds, must...