Head Wound City - New Soak For An Empty Pocket

New soak! hot bed! empty pocket!
There's a ghost in the medicine cabinet
There's a cold bath crawling through my blankets
Blue envelopes keep sealing shut
Send me back
Organs so pissed, yeah, they won't stop complaining
Send them back
Pores full of flood, sweat the sick from the blood
Send me back


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