I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

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

This stone's close, I'm out to meet.

I hang my own negative me.

Motel squares off against the blue.

Separate now, an instant heat, and a sense of you.

Separate now, a twisted, twisted esophagus start.

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

I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.

And it's with everything I seem to dream,
I gotta chase myself out of this room.

Since so many of them have fucked you,
in a happy black out summer moon.

Motel squares off against the blue.

Separate now,
instant heat, and a sense of you.

Separate now, twisted, twisted esophagus start.

Separate now,
mercy, mercy,
yellow black heart.

Twisted,
twisted esophagus start.

Separate now,
mercy,
mercy, yellow black heart.

I'm the uncracking of a cigarette machine.