Isobel Limn
[Intro]
Dum-da-dum-da-da
Da-da-dum
Dum-da-dum-da-da
Dum-da-dum
[Verse 1]
Cold, don't show it, white as the snow, control it
Codify your cadence, set 'em off the basis (S-set 'em off)
Systems and arrangements, calcify the clay on me (S-set 'em off)
Kilned to the shape of me, of me, of me, me
[Pre-Chorus]
Me-me, me-me, me-me, me-me
Me-me, me-me, me-me, me-me
Me-me, me-me, me-me, me-me
Me-me, me-me, me-me, me-me
[Chorus]
Limn the loam on me
Set the snow into sleet
To mud the sheath
And crack me free
[Bridge]
Oh, oh, ah-oh, ah-oh
Oh, oh, ah-oh, ah-oh
[Verse 2]
My friends, my friends
You're my friend 'til the end of me
Let's play pretend, so bury me
Piece by piece, crack me free
Should poetry and prose confine me?
I'll get on stage and hope you show up or can I grow up?
At my old age, can I contain?
This pain to this page?
