Snitching under high strung
Shudder when it’s getting louder
There’s innards on the wet floor
And your erection in the nightmare

Cause sweating in the white sheets
Sticking to your body
Sticking to your body

Flies charring at the light source
Cremating under high strung
And you shudder when you look at them

But it hasn’t felt like something
A touch into the void
Your body wasn’t trembling
And open were your eyes
Accelerating without tension
To fall hastily into sleep
Precious is your body
Precious is your body

You're dreaming into something
Wake up, feeling bleak
It hasn't felt like something
That touch wasn't deep
Your body wasn't trembling
And open were your eyes
Accelerating without tension

Your arms blocked freezing and in panic
Your arms blocked freezing and in panic
Your arms blocked freezing and in panic
Your arms blocked freezing and in panic

Your arms, your arms
Your arms, your arms
Your arms, your arms
Your arms, your arms

Your arms blocked
Your arms blocked
Your arms blocked
Your arms blocked