Offer something to peel
Inch toward a new reveal not concealed
I shall empty
It might be when you're not looking
Rid the blankets in due course
I shall empty
It might be when you're not looking
Rid the blankets in due course
Old sores, a loss of sight
Only a matter of time
Things haven't dried up just yet
I shall empty
It might be when you're not looking
Rid the blankets in due course
I shall empty
It might be when you're not looking
Rid the blankets in due course
Levitate me