Matters - Methyl Ethel

Oh body

Oh body, oh

World I make

World of mine

Now to pieces

Chalk it outlines some

Body of mine

Torsion love this body I of mine

Nobody

Nobody, no

Suture the street

Split boulevard

Matters of that

Matter of fact

Battle enactment

Lose my balance

On the asphalt

On a bend

Right at the door

There’s something wrong again

I’m lost in that

Harm is at the wide open door

There’s something wrong again

And I’m nervous at the thought

There’s something wrong

Oh folly

Oh folly, oh

Onto the bed

And cover your head

Miles and miles

In lines

It lies

I’m busy in erosion

Don’t shake me awake

Right at the door

There’s something wrong again

I’m lost in that

Harm is at the wide open door

There’s something wrong again

And I’m nervous at the thought

There’s something wrong

The houses are falling

Cracked open

I breathe it all in

Seven howls are calling

Body, home I leave

I read on pockets full of ash

Coloured womb

Coloured lung

On the breath

And on the tongue

Right at the door

There’s something wrong again

I’m lost in that

Harm is at the wide open door

There’s something wrong again

And I’m nervous at the thought

There’s something wrong

Right at the door

There’s something wrong again

I’m lost in that

Harm is at the wide open door

There’s something wrong again

And I’m nervous at the thought

There’s something wrong