I feel woven to the ground,
disguised in a gown you dream up.
Eyes sowed shut right down to the bone
but the chalice reminds me of home, let me out.
Why did you flinch?
When all I have been asking
is to steer me from your fears my love.
Once, twice, thrice isn't enough.
The devil grins in my cup and my soul.
I fall right down to the floor,
there's blood in the drawer and it's yours.
Why did you flinch?
When all I have been asking
is to steer me from your fears my love.
Artist: Dutch Uncles
Artist: Lyn Collins
Artist: Frank Zappa