Oh
Swallow something
Canned, frozen
Ungodly festering source
Dragging and kicking and screaming for more
That burns, burns, burns, burns

Hands on the table right where I can see them run
(Who's the sow for)
Small vacant things that wind up so willing
(Who's the sow for)
Burns on my knees, scrapes that I scrape
(Who's the sow for)
Five minutes grag down pillow's wet ache
(Who's the sow for)

I can see
The waiting up
I'm willing
Burns are fine
They're serious
The things I see your mouth saying
The words come out

Run, run for your life
Run for the take
Harder the beating
The sooner the ache

Run for your life
Run for the take
Harder the beating
The sooner the
Sow, sow, sow, sow

Hands on the table right where I can see them run
(Who's the sow for)
Small vacant things that wind up so willing
(Who's the sow for)
Burns on my knees, scrapes that I scrape
(Who's the sow for)
Five minutes grag down pillow's wet ache
(Who's the sow for)

I can see you all
Stop living
Oh, we could sing out
And talk abouth things
Stop wondering
Why, how

Run, run for your life
Run for the take
Harder the beating
The sooner the
Sow, sow, sow, sow