Stairs through gardens and undergrowth Yours is the loudest voice amongst the ghosts Love is restraint here not ecstasy
Here Francis chokes himself with his rosary Some push/pull ain′t it? A push/pull ain't it? A push/pull ain′t it? A push/pull, panic Bait and bite Rush and run Nape and neck, I panic Seeing land appear across a bloody deck Like a toy town where safety is in the ugliness Sweet like Narcan or tobacco Can you taste the mud in the water? Some push/pull ain't it? A push/pull ain't it? It′s a push/pull, ain′t it? A push/pull, panic Bait and bite Rush and run Nape and neck, I panic Tell me in my secret ear or hold your silver tongue Topple like a cemetery stone Skulls don't dream and you can′t mine them for screams Like a pornographic photo on hospital sheets Some push/pull ain't it? A push/pull ain′t it? Some push/pull ain't it? A push/pull, panic I bait and bite Rush and run Nape and neck, I panic I bait and bite Rush and run I push, I pull, I panic I bait and bite Rush and run Nape and neck I panic I bait and bite Rush and run I push, I pull, I panic I panic I panic I panic
Writer(s): Aaron Louis