I lock the door Now the fish are set free Here beneath the d**h Of our only child Kiss Stings Kiss Stings Burns my stomach till this last grain Chips away from this body again Feeling lost within the grace of tracking [?]
Feeling lost within the grace of tracking all these fools Wolf, wolf Kisses are fishes Wolf, wolf Kisses are fishes and they sting Wolf, wolf Kisses are fishes and they sting I cry it I cry it