I sit dumb
I wait to be worked out upon
I steal sweets from kids
And I pretend that it wasn't his

Same time I escape the rope
So I put it back about my throat
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit

Well, that's all I've got
Fallopian road is dead in knots
Corrupt, denied
The way a sweet man smiles
Away out of here
He looked up to the exit sign
The smile crashed down between the lines

Same time I escape the rope
So I put it back about my throat
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit

I burn all the letters
I'm so sick on these words
That's my head in your cooking pot
Screaming these words I burn

I stole your sharpest kitchen knife
I cut it in two
But I'm still hanging in the half light
The shadow of you

As I still crawl these floor boards
I'm still gagging on your breath
Your DNA still dictates my ways
A hangnail beneath my undress
A hangnail beneath my undress
A hangnail beneath my undress

Same time I escape the rope
So I put it back about my throat
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit
On angels feet beneath I slip
Blunt, cold, hard hit