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Tread, ancient water salt
Like I
Sink, down like precious stones (oh)
Until I wake, I dine on old encounters
Until
You taste like new flesh
You taste like new flesh
You taste like new flesh
Say my name again
Fold secrets in the sweat
Like I
Swallow years beneath this bed (oh)
Until I wake I dine on old encounters
Until (oh-oh)
Something in the way you lay
Enough to make the dead switch graves
You take your leave
You taste like new flesh
You taste like new flesh
You taste like new flesh
Say my name again
Say my name again
My hands are not worthy
My hands are not worthy ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters)
My hands are not worthy ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters)
My hands are not worthy ('til I wake, I dine on old encounters)
My hands are, my hands are ('til I wake I, 'til I wake I)
'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters
'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters
'Til I wake, I dine on old encounters
'Til I wake I, 'til I wake I
