​Flesh ‌Sewerperson & Eric Godlow

[Verse 1]
Clock, I'ma just break the clock
Maybe it's worth a shot
Talk, all they do is talk, maybe you gotta move
What you tryna do? Walk, baby you gotta move
I'on' catch feelings too, you, baby that’s all on you
Woah, baby I gotta go, hmm, I cannot be here this long
Baby I gotta go, I cannot drive, I'm too gone
Cut up, smoke on my tongue, uh
Point blank, uh, right in my lungs, uh
I'm a heathen child, oh, I'm horrible
I'm a demon child, welcome to the funeral
Rakes at my neck
In my skin, I might burst through my chest
When I walk when the trees curl into death (Hmm-mm)
When I cry I can see my breath
Pines in my backbone, flesh on my windows

[Beat Switch]

[Chorus]
Yeah, ice on the rails, ice on the rails
Take back what? I don't know if I can
Every time I got you whеn you was in a jam
Stuck knee-deep, while I dig through the sand