Dead Arm Lyrics

I wake up to the usual

Me into my, blood tickle trickle in leg and hand, from in me

But this arm dead to me

viscous world warm bathing it.

Hiding stain-like under blanket every night

I, damp festering wimp

bully sun paints me over

Where motherly cookie cutter cut the skin to me-shape

Soggy a-z of a body, chewed by mold

When slammed by sadness

Putrefied curiosity guides my ratty nail to the scab

Nibble crummy me, oh a hole on me

Gone orf - dead arm, no more me than you lying next to me by.

Move!

Move an off!

Stubby

Ow

Dead arm slam my head

Oo on my side I pull at the it

Next thing

Fist kissed jaw

Bad thing oh

Oh?

They twitch

Steadily unstunning, my stub still stuck to me

Sweet!

Skin stencil re-stapled - and wriggling

Twiddling stubby nubs, lets press on

Aah!

I want o my pods eewee,

Eewee grabbish growth grapplestick

Get them, slot them in, for the silence it out

Re-bubble me

Re-bubble me

Re-bubble me