歌詞
I dress like a tree
In the winter I'm bare
You dance like I breathe
Always choking on air
Can't make a play
You're falling apart
I'm calling you out
There's bugs on the moon
There's fish in the clouds
There's birds in the ground
There's rocks in my mouth
All the girls getting naked and shaking it out
I'm knocking
I'm hustling
I'm shutting it down
I hear the birds sing
Like your telephone rings
You'd be propping me up if you cared about things
I know its collapsing because nothing repeats
Black Jesus
