Swill

I strapped a lace around your skinny waist, oh
It might as well have been my neck, that’s hanging in
Words like a razor, cut the skin from my bones, oh
Down to my skeleton, the only thing I own
You say, I did something wrong yesterday
You’re right, of course, I’m making fool of myself in every way
Things I left for me
You’re so full on
You kick them all away
Years start flowing, I stop and wait, oh
I’m like a dog, I’ll go to war with me
You see me walking around in slow motion like a ghost
You’re right, of course, the blood in my brain’s walk away it slow
I sat down
You alone
My soul
And everything that comes to lover’s lust
Things I left for me, oh…
You’re so full on
You kick 'em all away
You’re so full on
You kick 'em all away
Things I left for me, oh…
Me, oh…