Dislocate
BROCK LINDOW, MICK WHITNEY, STEVEN HOLT, THOMAS NOONAN
I taste words you divide, want to cover up
Temporary lies
And I see how you pressed your skin on limb
How much thicker it is, how much thicker
Mark my words
Voice comes through the mesh, a sign of safety
Temporary smile
Cross my heart, I'll protect my own
How much thicker it is, how much thicker
Mark my words
Dislocate yourself
And this is enough poison for me
Spilling the guilt