Rough Terrain Lyrics

Like a candle needs its oil

To sustain its flame

And like the flowers depend

Vitally on the falling rain

I'm learning how to treat

My body like a conduit

My blemishes are more than

Futile disadvantages

And when you touch me

I'm aware of all the obstacles

But my acne scars and stretch marks

Are strictly topographical

I'm a rough terrain but i'm

Smooth around the edges

Tumbled by a thousand waves

Out in the trenches

Like a perfect waves needs

The seabed to determine its shape

I'm hardly flat I'd make the

Greatest fucking shore break

Ride it fast until the whitewash

Carries you away from my

Rough terrain