SAGE FRANCIS - AGONY IN HER BODY Lyrics

Day one, I played with her bloodDay two, I left her face bruised and we called it making loveDay three, her blood played with meDirty talk caught me off guardHad the nerve to ask if I thought she was crazy.Baby you don’t know where my mind has beenFell off the bike more than twice but it’s time to ride againThis time I’ve learned from my past fallsOld wounds might reopen soonBurn them in alcoholI heard that last call it was a close oneRoadrunners know which direction to go when snow comesThen we’re coastalExtra traction on radial tiresHaving sex in the back wrapped in radio wiresSelf abusive, stuck in a bad placeHead full of bruises and scratched faceI bled profuselyInserting my juices so you can taste mePut my neck in a noose and swung to safetyFound a land mine planted in the sole of my footI can’t find sanctum in the holes I’ve inputI keep digging covered in earthI undress they run tests I leave the dirt to the expertsWhite coats and shiny objectsI jump their lifeboat science projectWe got a floaterGuinea pig overboardStone sober hillbilly kid with open soresRipped vocal cord Tearing them outA mutant manifesto that you’ll probably never hear aboutWeirded out about my whereaboutsEars pierced my mouth a bearded medicine man who wears a pouch Keeps diggingAnd I’m swimming up hillI’m fighting a tide of mudslide and blood spilledUntil I’ve got a shirt off my backAnd a girl on attack on top with a curled lipThe world map is our bed sheetWe share geography now I explore virgin territorySqueaky seats act as a mating callNothing on me but her and didn’t feel naked at allEver feel the need to keep it so real you feed yourself into her hunger and don’t care if she bleedsAsking all these questions ain't highly recommendedThey’ll eventually get answered if you put time in the friendshipThat is if what you’re doing is helping and it’s not like you know until you uh…Reach the endingShe wanted my agony agony agony agony in her bodyDay one, I played with her bloodDay two, left her face bruised and we called it making loveDay three, her blood played with meDirty talk caught me off guardHad the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.She was crazyI need more holes to breath fromWent under the knife I contemplated freedomPut it all out on the operating tableTouching on some rubber ducks I played double dutch with some jumper cablesThen out broke like the water it started rushingAll of a sudden there she was goneI’m the fall guyShe’s a sight for sore eyesI’m in labor all night until a new day is bornCurved globeRoad taste likeEyes rolled, diceEarth pulls a 180 when I look into her snake eyesI’m not afraid of dyingPieces of me die all the timeKeep digging (keep digging)I leave the dirt to the experts Who push the boundaries of pleasure till the sex hurtsI hold today with a death gripAnd play hard to get with tomorrow so as not to look so fucking desperateFace sweatyHands unsteadyBlood pressure off the chartsMy heart hangs heavyUntreated wounds though repeated moods are seeds who develop in your needy wombYour feeble ill cocoonI don’t grieve for many peopleAnd I don’t mourn the pieces killed in youMy injection must have been lethalPick up the shovel love; you’ve got some digging to do Agony agony agony agonyDay one, I played with her bloodDay two, left her face bruised and we called it making loveDay three, her blood played with meDirty talk caught me off guardHad the nerve to ask me if I thought she was crazy.