[ Featuring The Sloths ]
The only thing that I ask of you
Is don't forget why I'm here.
Lisp your words into point of views
Cup your hand around my ear.
And when the night grows dim and cold
Don't forget I have the hands you're meant to hold
Spittle softly all your soul. Your face is clean and soft like gold
I think that I have just been sold
Feed the fire, cut the lights out
Huff upon your cigarette.
Tears form hearts around your mouth
Lie and tell me that it's sweat.
And when the day just seems to never end
Call me crazy, I could help you find a friend
Someone sought to help defend.
Out of heaven he'll descend
I think that I am on the mend
