Head Wound City - New Soak For An Empty Pocket lyrics

rate me

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 pissed, yeah they won't stop

complaining. send them back. pores full of flood. sweat the sick from the

blood. send me back.