Cloud Rat - Cusp Lyrics

Cooks playground, ripped streamers
Bricks laying stacked, corroded skate shoes
Shoelace belt kicking Catholic statues
You and I under the rice paper lantern
Middle-aged man handing out tangerine bibles
Terrorized, twisting
Needing to lay like an animal on hay
Be my bed be my bed be my bed
Unexpected, it slashes the dirt
1950's sweater
Dripping fluids, utter the word
Nourished, permeate, it dwells within
You locked your bike to mine
You walked me home from school
I never got my clothes back from the police