i'm folding my wings at the dust in the air
all the filings of scars drift away
scrap up the car parts roll out the red hearts
flatten your back to the bed
i left all my bags in the basement on the floor
but i knew i would need them someday
flag down a tow truck wait for a good fuck
but don't let it mess up your head
i don't want to shed skin i'll just crawl into yours
and put on your nicest red dress
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