A Psychic Wound Los Campesinos!

[Intro]
Tied to the pulse of the sea

[Verse 1]
Wake me up from drooling on my shoulder
To watch the Teignmouth waves go rolling by the window
Is it a glorious view unless you say so?
Unto the belly of a beast where we can lay low
I can see his rotten toothbrush in the bathroom mirror selfie
They say put him down, a sickly dog, but competition’s healthy
Coffee rings, a perfect circle, I appreciate the beauty
Do you still have that one tattoo?
That’s how it works, of course you do

[Chorus]
It’s a psychic wound you can’t conceal
Closing, opening, never heals
It’s a cosmic chеque you never cashеd
Curse the Universe for what you lack
I try to forget it, it comes back to me
Tied to the pulse of the sea

[Verse 2]
Broke down blubbing at the pharmacy, begging the doc to dispense to me
It once was ours but now it’s mine, these things get better over time
Love life living as a stalking horse, guinea-pig-headed I’m a martyr of course
If you’re not the one that’s leaving, you’re the one that’s left behind