Every little simple seam scratches across my skinn

Soft gravel scratches across my scab

Hey lovely makes this water red

Oh my soul* theres a hole

Oh my soul

Send psychic messages you cant even here

From my dumb mouth to your deaf ear

Sugar sweet cinnamon never even been mixed

We both drag our jesus hair around

Oh my soul

Theres a hole

Oh my soul

Dust cake boy

Wow he wavers me something

God he wavers me something

Wow he fucks real mean

She screams out your name cause she swears to be mine

Cause the crystaly cut him into tragedy

You're staring at something you're never gonna see

Take your small eyes away from me

Oh my soul

Theres a hole

Oh my soul

Dust cake boy