Smother Wild Beasts

And how deep does the pillow sink
When we're dreaming
When we don't have to think
Of all the madness
This sadness
This dumbfounded darkness
Oh darling hold me
Console what is left
Bear down on me beauty
Thick thighed and boozy breathed

And how deep does the net have to sink
To drag us, Brutus, back from the brink
Of all the madness
This sadness
This dumbfounded darkness
Oh darling hold me
Console what is left
Bear down on me beauty
Thick thighed and boozy breathed

Oh you're smothering me
Oh you're smothering me
Oh you're smothering me
Oh you're smothering me