Like being absolutely able
Because nothing stinks
You carve us into the bark of a tree
I must walk around bright with stench
Because nothing stinks
Is it necessary to hate yourself?
I must walk around bright with stench
Worms in my bones
Is it necessary to hate yourself?
I need love
Worms in my bones
Dream that I say the word.
I need love
You carve us into the bark of a tree
Dream that I say the word.
Like being absolutely able