Listen to my mouth
Can you hear my shallow empathy?
Listen to my arrows falling
On the beaches of Serenity
I was shaken awake in ‘93
Finding lovers, and comforts, and enemies
But a leather-clad angel speaks to me
In my dreams she’s pulling me
How do you know?
How do you sleep?
How do you run things?
Who do you keep?
Danny boy, oh, Danny boy
I’m starting to sound like a rabid dog
Like you said I would with your Scorpio mouth
I’m starting to act like a rabid dog, did you plan it out?
I was the cargo you didn’t ask to unload
I’m starting to forget the fragile nature of boxes
Open me, I’m ready to get out of transit—
Maybe a different recipient was the right call
All along, oh—
Promise me, you’ll be okay with the gift I am givin’
Underneath the ribbons of my crafted skin
I’ve spent a lot of time wrapping it up
Danny boy, oh Danny boy
I’m starting to sound like a rabid dog
Did you plan it out?
Stick my neck out and I get cut
I’m starting to see the blood
On the ground
Is from my own knife
Stick my neck out and I get cut
I’m starting to see the blood
On the ground
Is from my own knife
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