Step into the light/come out on the other side. Dark end of the street/where lovers and loved reside. There’s cameras of course/at least a thin white film/that covers the teeth/leaves the mouths open. Oh, let the boys talk/let their lips form a hollow ring. And raise up the sheets/use them as curtains/keep out the awful day. Chorus-So hard to keep straight. High minded talk. Worlds a black casket/curtain. We just reflect its love. Let’s not be precious. Hoard what you need. Pared to the bone, we shiver into our love. Blood in our nails/iron beneath the skin/where hearts used to beat/cables contain lightning/so shoot out the lights/shove your hand in the wiring. We rise in the early afternoon/change all the sheets/cover up our bruises/bury the bodies that need burying. Our lies/shine like the truth/if they want us to stop/than they have to prove it. So raise up the sheetsx4 My body belongs to/ your body belongs to/ my ass belongs to you.

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