sat with a microkorg and made this today.
tie me like an animal.
i’ll never be comfortable.
pull the sheets over my knees
and peel them off like tangerines
but look at me
while you spit the seeds.
baby, maybe i’m lost. i was sure of myself.
take me from the weak and alone.
i want to be somebody else.
put my head against your chest
so i can count the seconds
it takes for our pulses to match
but don’t let it get to me
because this could be my cemetery.
what i’d give to never go back.
spit the seeds and give me life.
split the seas and we’ll follow in a line.
download here: tangerines