Dust Cake Boy – Babes in Toyland – letras

Every little simple seam scratches across my skinnSoft gravel scratches across my scabHey lovely makes this water redOh my soul* Theres a holeOh my soulSend psychic messages you cant even hereFrom my dumb mouth to your deaf earSugar sweet cinnamon never even been mixedWe both drag our Jesus hair aroundOh my soulTheres a holeOh my soulDust Cake BoyWow he wavers me somethingGod he wavers me somethingWow he fucks real meanShe screams out your name cause she swears to be mineCause the crystaly cut him into tragedyYou’re staring at something you’re never gonna seeTake your small eyes away from meOh my soulTheres a holeOh my soul