I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

I'm an esophagus guy,
I don't know what to do.

This door's closed, I'm out to meet you.

I hang my own negative me.

Motel squares off against the blue.

Separate now, instant heat, innocence of you.

Separate now, existence, twisted, soft, won't stop.

Separate now,
to burst in my sweet,
young black heart.

Get your brother back in the house!,
I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

It's with everything I seem to dream.

I gotta chase myself out of this room.

Six on me in a month,
five June.

In a half-day dark,
about to summer moon.

Motel squares off against the blue.

Separate now,
instant heat, innocence of you.

Separate now, twisted, twisted,
soft, won't stop.

Separate now,
mercy, mercy,
young black heart.

Twisted,
twisted,
soft, won't stop.

Separate now,
mercy,
mercy, young black heart.

Mercy, mercy young black heart.

Of a, of a cranking of a cigarette machine