
i am drifting without an anchor / through your ambiguous region / a strange continent immune to all reason / and i'm flattered by your grey matter
inside my skin, i feel your tongue / telling me i'm dirty and licking my bones / a scrape against silence, a knife against a plate / makes the sound of need on hate
i am drifting without an anchor / through your ambiguous region / a strange continent immune to all reason / and i'm flattered by your grey matter
i do not understand / why a woman can't just love a man / you're amusing, you're a real cool show / with your meat hooks and barbed wire carnival / you got gold dust in your pocket / you got moth holes in your soul / from too many false teeth and greasy flash bulbs
i am drifting without an anchor / through your ambigous region / a strange continent immune to all reason / and i'm flattered / and i'm battered by your grey matter