Head Wound City New Soak for Our Empty Pocket Lyrics
new soak! hot bed! empty pockets! there's a ghost in the medicine cabinet.
there's a cold bath crawling through my blankets. blue envelopes keep
sealing shut. send me back. organs so p___ed, yeah they won't stop
complaining. send them back. pores full of flood. sweat the sick from the
blood. send me back.
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