Из альбома: They Ate Themselves
Our bones were chalk twisting over the board,
Gentle and fragile, gentle and fragile,
Your hands touched my plastic legs,
And still they felt cold, and still they felt cold,
My eyes were nothing when they closed.
I asked you to be careful,
You pulled what you wanted away,
And you pushed what you wanted to stay (when you wanted to stay away).
(x3)
Stay away, you stay away