A.R. Kane - Scab

Inside my bellythere’s scars made of jelly


They (dance) on a teddyon aging faces friendly


Her sweet smile’s getting dusty





Just trust for love


Don’t eat for taste





Vile juiceswallow 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 onit’s not (? )


Our glass fur’s riding today





Just trust for love


Don’t eat for tastedon’t go away





Fresh still limbed blue love toy


Painting slimmed away


Don’t dancedust dancedancing


Don’t fuck that slow one


Save yourself for me





Just trust for lovesave yourself for me


Don’t eat for tastesave yourself for me