Oh it felt so marvellous
Oh it was lovely, what a turn
I'm home alone in your flat, bedsheets around my head
The hum of daytime TV, moans like the walking dead
And it is thick and black
Cover my throat and back
A bloom of phosphorescence
Ignites around my face
Like chalk around her body
Like light inside a storm
And it is thick and black
Covers my throat and back
I wade in brackish water
Eel grass around my feet
My jeans are wet and dirty
My body craving sleep
And it is thick and black
Cover my throat and back
I paint the walls with treacle
Pour honey on my phone
I put my bestie's shirt on
Wait for you to come home
And it is thick and black
Cover my throat and back
And it is thick and black
Cover my throat and back
And it is thick and black




I want to sing like a magical saint
I want to be like the magical beast
I want a shot like a magical show
I want a swing like a magical game
A espadrille like a magical spring
The magic king proceed As a grateful boy
I wanna die in the magic of me
I wanna be in the magic of me
I wanna die in the magic of me
I wanna shine in the magic of me
I wanna come to the magic of me
I wanna swim in the magic of me
I wanna catch the magic of me
I wanna sound like a magic person
I wanna sing in the magic of me
I wanna be in the magic of me
I wanna die in the magic of me
I wanna shop in the magic of me
I wanna be in the magic of me
I wanna swim in the magic of me
I wanna be in the magic of me