Doctor, are you my religion?
Stretcher, needle, stitch a wound
Stop the fight and stop it first
All my terrorists are tools for you

Marrow
I can feel you in my bones
I wanna take me home

How serrated
Blind eye, I like it

Thunder
Hold my kitchen's sweaty clothes
My fools are setup norm

Blind eye, I like it

Trust me
Don't confuse me with my youth
Take me to a little booth
Don't stand by me

Sheriff
He has got me underfoot
He's so beautiful or worse
For the moment, the moment

Blind eye, I like it

Needle
Your modest for design
I wanna leave him now
See ya!

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Writer(s): Channy Moon Leaneagh, Ryan Olson