Familiar Flesh from Bone Distortion by fffidget

I found a cold corpse in my apartment
It asked what I wanted to be
The floor was drowning in needles
Torn from the branches of a barren tree
The walls closed in as it said,
"I wish you didn't think I was boring.
These teeth are all for you.
We both know you can't ignore me."

Walk again with train track shoes
Once more rail on by the books
Steam misting eyes all through
Reeled in by the fishing hooks

Oh no
That baggage has to go
Please leave your skin soaked in the gin
And lobotomize your throat

I found a cold corpse in my apartment
"I wish you didn't think I was boring.
These teeth are all for you.
We both know you can't ignore me."

• Alternative
• alt rock
• indie rock
• Austin