Barbed Wire Body - Movements

Collect yourself and then your things

A quiet exit to the street

You’re a master of the misdirect

They never notice when you leave

You make a habit

Of being absent

You play it smart

Easy attraction

No second chances

You’re staying sharp

You’ve got a barbed wire body

Always armed up to the teeth

Everybody knows you’re lonely

But if they hold you close

You’re gonna cut too deep

Add a scar when you leave

Stab your heart if it beats

You’ve got a barbed wire body

You hide the devil in the details

And hide yourself the deceit

Stick around until your lungs fail

Make sure you’re out before you bleed

Then you escape

You shift your shape

Repeat the lines

Another time

Another place

Another life

You fool them once, gonna fool them twice

You’re a prisoner of your own device

Play a stupid game, win a stupid prize

Holy Ghost in silver sheets

Heart shaped holes and trails of grief