I'm sharing my bed with seven sisters and you
I'm sharing this bed with seven sisters and you
And i'm holding a baseball bat between us
And i'm holding a baseball bat between us
The soldiers are coming
And there's an illiteracy between our legs
The parts of me are you
And parts of you are me
And I'm wearing
The costumes of children
So I can confuse
Become them
But how do
You know
..
What kind of creature is in me
And there's an illiteracy between our legs
This part that part which part both parts
We say wrong parts which would safe words
Do you have a safe word (I don't have a safe word)
Do you have a safe word (I don't have a safe word)
You show me a constellation
Of bites and marks I left on her body
Of bruises of the way we share our bed
With seven other mares
The soldiers are coming