​low tide // biker bar fka FREE by GRAVE ARCHITECTURE Lyrics

I am inflicted with the in flection of the spoken word speaker
Speaking your hair back all in my head without evidence
To show I paint my hands red
I will turn turn turn myself in
I will turn turn turn myself in
I will turn turn turn my self in I will

I feel really cool when I wear this shirt
I feel better in a way when I can avert my eyes
But I still can't force myself to go outside
Wearing a hole through my bed the size of my body longways

In long ways with lots of breaks I try to say:
"my back really hurts can I lay in the wake of your charm?
You can drag me at low tide through the sheets by my arms"

I am: Philomel over the PA in a biker bar
I am: Philomel over the PA in a biker bar