Cover up my absent wounds
Speeding off into the low night
Sukiya,
like lemon juice Tasting blood before capsize
You know you got the jettison Cut it off and get it over with
Until the sun's unreal Swallow it up,
connect the dots
Freeing from the ones you've fed Show your face,
deny your cause
You know you got the jettison Cut it off and get it over with
Until the sun's unreal
Honey,
you got the jettison
Slave
it to the setting sun
