Knjfe from NAH by Salt Circles

Knife wont always come out clean
It's my body you don't worry about it
Always wanna throw up green
Straight slime coming out of your mouth

I touched a widow I transported snaked
I'm in my element you still made me feel bad
But after all I guess I never said thanks
You showed me who I don't want to be, ha ha ha yeah
I guess I'll always have this hair on my chest
I wont ever get rid of it I still wont be a man
The knjfe that cut the clay to make my body
Missed and cut me in half
I lived like a worm

It seems excessive like sugar on sweets
Like syrup on peaches, dirt on the beet
You take your knjfe and you wave it at me
I go off in a daydream I am surrounded by trees
My eyes roll back as I put on my dress
You are visibly shaking like I'm throwing up green
Pressure pokes through your skin so it seems
You got the seeds and the pith of me
I'll be damned if I bleed

• Punk
• bad sound
• noise
• queer
• trans
• witch
• Baltimore