Unbleached

Wretched boy

Wretched find

This is not the load

Let it sing

Let it stain

Something takes ahold

Later spark

Down below

Fills me up with war

He's still my hon

Spoon feeding my fun

You squirmed, I saw

Unbleached, unscarred

Let us come

Let us scream

Ready to get thin

Let us spark

Down below

Fills me up with war

And you come, you come

He's still my hon

Spoon feeding my fun

You squirmed, I saw

Unbleached, unscarred

He's still my hon

Spoon feeding my fun

You squirmed, I saw

Unbleached, unscarred

He's still my hon (why are you so lonely, hon?)

Spoon feeding my fun (why you still so lonely?)

You squirmed, I saw (never been so lonely)

Unbleached, unscarred

Unbleached, unscarred

Unbleached, unscarred