Third child - There Is Imperfect Black In You lyrics

You can lie in my lap You can always feel free to call me back I'll be here drawing out lines To simulate my crooked Christian fish sign The delicate trap Of asking me to share some metal tracks I'm only too glad to help Baby, Darling These are names we won't be calling ourselves Trying to make you laugh Trying to find you on the internet But your last name's a ghost And your waist is skinnier than mosts I am under attack By things to boring to complain about Let's pretend I'm in love Mother, Father We'll write words to songs you won't approve of You can lie in my lap You can always feel free to call me back I'll be here drawing out lines To simulate my crooked Christian fish sign The delicate trap Of asking me to share some metal tunes I'm only too glad to help Baby, Darling These are names we won't be calling ourselves Trying to make you laugh Trying to find you on the internet But your last name's a ghost And your waist is skinnier than mosts I am under attack By things to boring to complain about Let's pretend I'm in love Mother, Father We'll write words to songs you won't approve of Culminate, culminate Let it overlap and become something I've seen your colours come true There is imperfect black in you