puncture wound
in bloody teeth that ripped
the skin out from under
where she lay, living
like frailty itself
in rubbed-raw hands that cupped
the life gave up
where she was living
cause where else she gon live
not a cover for what
she was and wasn't
nobody, nothing's got
a cure for that
the skin out from under
where she lay, living
like frailty itself
in rubbed-raw hands that cupped
the life gave up
where she was living
cause where else she gon live
not a cover for what
she was and wasn't
nobody, nothing's got
a cure for that