Paroles: Loudermilk. The Red Record. Kreates A Presence To Blush.

Feed on the sound that swallows you down
and my weight just drops like an anchor
And I can't move or blush or break a smile
Eat that insect brings you luck through the evening
It's all you've digested so pretty you're mine...
You left town and now your friends think
you're crazy, you're hopeless and graceful and thin as a rail
You've been empty like the lessons they taught you
A trick from the devil to pluck out your eye, I'm so starving
I take candy from babies, my sugar is high because my head hangs so low
In your garden you will dream tonight a kiss from a spider or make-up and dye
Poison ivy wraps around your wrists
and poisonous kisses that come from your lips
This is the song that swallows my halo and my weight is low like an anchor
And I can't break or die or lose my mind