Scab (A.R. Kane)

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