A.r. Kane - Scab

inside my belly, there`s scars made of jelly
they (dance) on a teddy, on aging faces friendly
her sweet smile`s getting dusty
just trust for love
don`t eat for taste
vile juice, swallow spit reason
angry scab crack split
let them all stay out me
came (moan-a-moan) from a dubway
(let them all stay out of me)
don`t turn `em on, it`s not (?)
our glass fur`s riding today
just trust for love
don`t eat for taste, don`t go away
fresh still limbed blue love toy
painting slimmed away
don`t dance, dust dance, dancing
don`t fuck that slow one
save yourself for me
just trust for love, save yourself for me
don`t eat for taste, save yourself for me