Verse 1. Sharpener's calling me again. Trying to turn it into some. Thing I can draw into my skin. Make it a picture that I love. Instead of something that I wish. I could get in the bath and scrub ri
words. This is erosion. Grind up rocks with your molars. A big fish swims past your rod. You can't catch it, it's far too fast. ♪. Deep hook marks in rubber lips. I see your eyes in the flowers. I'll
