First Swirlings

Jasmine never loved the gift inside me
Never wonder
Never want what you get instead
Come apart with your hands caught
Dipping in the bed grease
Stick your finger in the plot
And pull out the head

It's dragging me down
If I know you
I'll be dead meat again
And I think I do

Breathing in tears and forming a song
The spears, the cross that beat me up
Feelings of Easter
Sopping wet strong
And it was much stronger
Than death of us again

Dizzy I go ohh
Dizzy I go ohh
Dizzy I go ohh
I don't want it