Rivulets - Gentile Boyfriend lyrics

He said I know What to do With your Black heart He said I know What to do With your Tiny limbs You'll fall So small From the trampoline But it's the cancer They find That'll k** you He said I know What to do With your Black heart He said I know What to do With your Tiny limbs I won't grow up I won't grow up I won't grow up I won't grow up Your bent posture Through manor house That sells relics To college girls But tightly wound Through my fingers It's your long hair That k**s me