Lyrics of
Beets Untitled

Beats bleed and tables have legs
I boiled up a feast
And the table it ran away a bloody mess
I need to stop singing
In code, start ringing
True only, because true rings only
Keep away from me
I am full of terrible things
Elbows, elbows and kneepads, do you
Believe that, that I still need them
Scissors, in window boxes I buried
Three pairs, can you see how hard it is
Keep away from me
I am full of terrible things
My lazy shape is armed in dirty clothes
My arms are worn and scarred with beauty marks
So they can tell my lazy shape apart from
Other shapes with hearts and human parts
Human parts human parts
Beware where I am is where the channels
Run bare, the canals run bare
And there's much to be scared of that didn't
Wash up till everything dried up
Keep away from me
I am full of terrible things
But if you love the terrible
Then please be near to me ohhhhhhhh