I will return here one day
and dig up my boats from the clay
I buried nails and strings and hair
I held my hand in the fire
it burned me down to the wires
blood suckers hide beneath my bed
I will return here one day
and dig up my boats from the clay
I buried nails and strings and hair
I held my hand in the fire
it burned me down to the wires
blood suckers hide beneath my bed