The cuts in your eyes
Can make a grown man
Cry out of town
With the rest ahead of his mind
And I'll never know if you bite or chew
I'm painting the walls that you walk right through
And I'll never capture a human [?]
I can explore a lot of things [?]
And then maybe you can explore it too
Turn it, turn it, move
Crawl out against you
Crawled in, well, it's you
And I'll crawl under you
And I'll crawl under
