Nubile, I nestle in between your numb
Toes and lick the dirt off them
I crave your malice and wish for you the spirit
That haunted me when I was in a crevice
Down lo’, hold up
Hey, where’d you go? When I was little
When I was number one
On the radar
Under the gun
In the psych ward
Strapped to the chamber table
Where’d you go?
Mister father person
Mister brother love
Mister cave-in-on-the-situation
Where’d you go?
